when your lover leaves you standin' in the doorway
and your mother and your father pull the shades
and the neighbors they don't wanna know about you
and you realize you never had it made
when you're sittin' on the other side of the table
with your bleedin' broken heart out on your sleeve
when you've sold it all just to try and make the payments
on this ten-cent life you just can't seem to leave

don't talk to me
don't talk
i don't wanna hear about it
don't tell me how you're gonna change
i doubt it

when the only kind of time that's left is nighttime
'cause the daylight just can't make it through no more
and unknown persons roam the streets by torchlight
public safety unit knockin' at your door
when the god of heaven threatens with the judgment
and the gods in washington hand you a gun
when you wanna buy a passport and just disappear into the heat of the night
only there ain't no place far enough to run

don't talk to me
don't talk
i don't wanna hear about it
don't tell me how it's gonna change
i doubt it (don't talk to me)

don't talk to me
don't talk
i don't wanna hear about it
don't tell me how it's gonna change (ha)
i doubt it