cough!)(cough!) and hacking in the hallway !
(And he doesn't even cover his mouth)

(hack!)(hack!) and hacking in the morning
(the elevator echoes his disease)

I think he knows I can hear him night
I think he knows I cannot live this way
I ain't sleeping... well it was quiet and then crash!
One night I heard him tumble
(the shaking felled a painting from the wall)
here and gone in the silent apartment and
now there's never any disturbances at all...