Walls Could Talk

Halsey

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 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) 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) hey
(Oh, oh, oh) no more
(Oh, oh, oh) I ain't your baby no more

Written by: Halsey / Peder Losnegård
Sent by @itsmarialuiza. Subtitled by Nahtaly. Revised by 4 people.
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