[Produced by Jonathan Bates]

[Verse 1: Debbie Gibson (Jonathan Bates)]
We don't talk about it, talk about it
(I see that look in your eyes)
We don't talk about it, talk about it
(Please lets not do this tonight)

(There's really nothing left to know, so
What will it take for you to let go?)
We don't talk about it, talk about it
(Please lets not do this tonight)

[Pre-Chorus: Debbie Gibson]
I don't know what you're feeling
I don't hear what you're saying
You're incommunicado
It's just a game you're playing

[Chorus: Debbie Gibson (Jonathan Bates)]
(Well we come and go)
And you'll be his believer
(Only a fool would try, try, try)
But you don't truly feed her
(And if it's not enough)
It's all before you leave her
(Then you'll find it down the road)
Pick up the receiver
[Verse 2: Debbie Gibson (Jonathan Bates)]
Talk about it, talk about it
(What is it that you'd like me to say?)
We don't talk about it talk about it
(My brain don't function that way)

(There's really no room left for me to grow, so
What will it take for you to let go?)
We don't talk about it, talk about it
(Please lets not do this tonight)

[Pre-Chorus: Debbie Gibson]
I don't know what you're feeling
I don't hear what you're saying
You're incommunicado
It's just a game you're playing

[Chorus: Debbie Gibson (Jonathan Bates)]
(Well we come and go)
And you'll be his believer
(Only a fool would try, try, try)
But you don't truly feed her
(And if it's not enough)
It's all before you leave her
(Then you'll find it down the road)
Pick up the receiver
[Chorus: Debbie Gibson (Jonathan Bates)]
(Well we come and go)
And you'll be his believer
(Only a fool would try, try, try)
But you don't truly feed her
(And if it's not enough)
It's all before you leave her
(Then you'll find it down the road)
Pick up the receiver

[Chorus: Debbie Gibson (Jonathan Bates)]
(Well we come and go)
And you'll be his believer
(Only a fool would try, try, try)
But you don't truly feed her
(And if it's not enough)
It's all before you leave her
(Then you'll find it down the road)