Get Over It by Continental Drifters Lyrics

Written by Mark Walton
Main Voice: SUSAN
Produced by Continental Drifters
Released on 'Continental Drifters' (1995)

The sheets on the windows won't hide or disguise
The heat of the moment or the look in your eyes
Fueled by innuendoes and lies

Please don't shout anymore
I can't 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, they're shakin' with the sound of your voice
My floors start to tremble with that talk of divorce
You got the right to freedom of choice

Please don't shout anymore
I can't stand to sit around
And watch you slammin' my doors
Show some sense and respect
Learn to cope and get over it

Please don't shout anymore
I can't 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, preaching' a prophecy of doom
Might just bury you in a lonesome tomb

Oh, please don't shout anymore
I can't 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