Small Talk

Small talk and smoke signals
Strapped down with a johnny gown
All wrapped around her, loose and light
Under the knife

Clandestine, soft-spoken
Whispers now into an urn
She'll rock the gurney to and fro
As the rumors flow freely down

It killed you coldly keeping it in
Go tell your mother, your father, your sister and brother
Oh, but please don't tell me
I don't want to know

Small talk, they're talking in code
It's not a secret if everybody knows
Everybody knows

I'm gonna do what you told
Me to and sprinkle your ashes on the road
Your ashes on the road

It killed you coldly keeping it in
There's no use in pretending
And there's nothing more to talk about

So please don't tell me
I don't want to
Please don't tell me
I don't want to know