Tired of Talking by Londa Larmond

Do you sometimes let your hand slip away?

Something just feels different about you babe
Don’t wanna hear about your crazy drunk night out
I don’t believe that you just passed out on the couch
I can see it, something in the way you move
You’re acting like there’s something left to prove
And all these lies they keep on slippin’ out
I said I don’t believe that you just passed out on the couch

On and on and on it goes
On and on and on it goes
Cause I’ve been nothing but good to you

Your howlin’ into the night won’t do
I’m tired of talking, talking, talking, talking

I’ve been nothing but good to you
Every moment my heart went black and cold

Nothing stings as much like never knowing

What you’ve been up to, whose bed your crashing now
I wanna get rid of the feeling, turn it all around
Cause I’ve been nothing but good to you
Your howlin’ into the night won’t do
I’m tired of talking, talking, talking, talking
I’ve been nothing but good to you