Get over It

Main voice: susan
Produced by continental drifters
Released on continental drifters (1995)
The sheets on your windows wont hide or disguise
The heat of the moment or the look in your eyes
You buy innuendos and lies.
Please dont shout anymore
I cant stand to sit around
And watch you walk out my door.
Show some sense and respect
Learn to cope and get over it.
My walls, well theyre shakin with the sound of your voice
My floors start to tremble with that talk of divorce
Well, you got the right to freedom of choice.
Please dont shout anymore
I cant stand to sit around
And watch you slammin my doors.
Show some sense and respect
Learn to cope and get over it.
Please dont shout anymore
I cant stand to sit around
And hear you slammin my doors.
Show some sense and respect
Learn to cope and get over it.
I can hear your drunken rage within my room
One too many beers, preachin a prophecy of doom
Might just bury you in a lonesome tomb.
Oh, please dont shout anymore
I cant stand to sit around
And watch you tear down my door.
Show some sense and respect
Learn to cope and get over it.
Get over it Get over it.