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, oh
 Two years and we in between
 But we both been here since we 17
 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)
 "Shit 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
 There I go, I'm wastin' a Saturday
 Sittin' at 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 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)
 "Shit 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