If these walls could talk If these walls could talk, I'd hope they wouldn't say anything Because they've seen way too many things 'Cause we'd fall from grace, we're falling Yeah, we'd fall from grace Some things are meant to be secret and not to be heard

I ain't your baby no more 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" Well, they'd be like "Shit is crazy right?" Been about three days and I'm comin' back

If these walls could talk I can feel your reign when it cries gold lives inside of you I love it when I’m in it, I love it when I’m in it I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence Sometimes, I did the same Sex, she just want to close her