In my neighbourhood
We don't live so good
The rooms are small
And the buildings made of wood.
I hear the neighbours talking 'bout you and me.
I guess I heard it all
'Cause the talk is loud
And the walls are much too thin.
«He don't really love her»,
That's what I heard them say,
«He sure wasn't thinking of her today, oh no.»
(He wasn't thinking of her today)
«I saw them in the front yard»,
Said the boy in room 149.
He was talking to a girl
I've never seen before
And standing there together, oh they looked so good.
I don't want to hear it anymore.
(I don't want to hear it)
I don't want to hear it anymore.
(Anymore)
'Cause the talk just never ends,
And the heartache soon begins,
The talk is so loud,
And the walls are much too thin.
«Ain't it sad», said the woman down the hall,
«That when a nice girl falls in love
Ain't it just too bad that she had to fall
For a boy who doesn't care for her at all?»
(It's so sad)
I don't want to hear it anymore.
(I don't want to hear it)
I just can't stand to hear it anymore.
(Anymore)
'Cause the talk just never ends,
And the heartache soon begins,
The talk is so loud,
And the walls are much too thin.
I don't want to hear it anymore.
(Can't stand to hear it)
(Don't want to hear it)
I just can't stand to hear it anymore.
(Don't talk about it)
(Can't stand to hear it)
Oh, baby, baby,
I just can't stand.