Talking Again - Ira May

You keep on knocking on my door

And I keep on ignoring your calls

Everything I had to say — I said it

But you don’t seem to understand that

You just don’t t into my world

It was fun but I won’t no longer pretend

You’d better walk on and find the thing you need

It isn’t me, it isn’t me

There is no sense in talking again

We won’t even end up as friends

There is no sense in meeting again

Lalalala

You keep on calling me baby

But I’m no longer your lady

Keep the TV, keep the dish

I’ll keep my pride and the fish

I just need to be free

So please, why won’t you just let me be

Maybe I’ll think of you one day

But now you should go another way

There is no sense in talking again

We won’t even end up as friends

There is no sense in meeting again

Lalalala