Don't ask me my name, it don't mean a thingDon't ask me to start rememberin'
Don't ask where it comes from, or where it all goes
Don't ask if I'm happy with the path I have chose
Don't tell me you love me, 'cause I won't have your grief
Don't tell me you've found some kind of relief
Don't tell me 'bout Jesus or the things that He said
Don't tell me I'm wrong; you're easily led
Don't give me what's mine, it's too long over-do
Don't give me more time; next time I am through
Don't give me your high expectations, I'll just let you down
Don't give me your key; I ain't comin' around
Don't take my four walls of plaster and wood
Don't take my belongings and testaments of good
Don't take my pain on your shoulders; it's not yours to bear
Don't take my word when I say I don't care
