Written by Mark Walton  Main Voice: SUSAN  Produced by Continental Drifters  Released on 'Continental Drifters' (1995)    The sheets on your windows won't hide or disguise  The heat of the moment or the look in your eyes  You buy innuendos 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, well they're shakin' with the sound of your voice  My floors start to tremble with that talk of divorce  Well, 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, preachin' 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.