Don't Talk (Live)

You were sitting at the top of the stairs You know, those linoleum one we installed two weeks ago And you had this Big ole evil grin on your face Like I had done something wrong But you hadn't admitted it yet So I said hey little lady what's going on And you said What kind of demeaning question is that That's not conducive to anything at all And we looked at each other in Acknowledgement Because we both know We don't talk about it I was losing my luminescence While you were becoming Increasingly enigmatic A hole was opening up In the staircase wall Inch by inch Meter by meter Yard by yard It was swallowing up my head And I forgot my name And you forgot mine too Because if we're honest We'll acknowledge That we don't talk about it You were losing your vagabond clothes I was losing what I'd come to know Which is We don't talk about it