Walls Could Talk

Been about three days and I'm comin' back

I'm about four minutes from a heart attack

And I think you make me a maniac

But you don't know

Two years and we in between

But we both been seventeen

Here we go fist fight in a limousine

But they don't know

And we both hope there's something

But we bo both keep fronting

And it's a closed discussion

And I'm thinking damn if these walls could talk

Oh oh oh

Well they'd be like

Oh oh oh

**** is crazy right

Oh oh oh

I ain't your baby no more

Been about two weeks since you went away

I'm about halfway through a Cabernet

And I go I'm wastin' a Saturday

Sittin' at ho home

Told my new roommate not to let you in

But you're so damn good with a bobby pin

Now you gon' play me like a violin

Hittin' these no notes

And we both hope there's something

But we bo both keep fronting

And it's a closed discussion

And I'm thinking damn if these walls could talk

Oh oh oh

Well they'd be like

Oh oh oh

**** is crazy right

Oh oh oh

I ain't your baby no more

Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

Hey

Oh oh oh

No more

Oh oh oh

I ain't your baby no more

Oh oh oh