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These walls are way too thin to keep a secret
And the only time it’s quiet is when I’m sleeping
Turn up the tv to drown it all out, till the ceiling is shaking
And the neighbours down the hall, they keep on complaining

Like on the nights, I got drunk and I trashed our apartment
Thought about starting a fire in your car when
I wish that I, could pretend that, I don’t care

What if these walls could talk
They’d tell you everything I don’t wanna say
They’d be broken in all the same parts
And probably say I’m going insane
Yeah, thank god these walls can’t talk

I’m sure I read somewhere this buildings haunted
Used to laugh it off, but I swear this morning
I heard you slamming the door, till the glass in the windows was shaking
And the neighbours down the hall, say they heard the same thing

Like on the nights, I got drunk and I trashed our apartment
Thought about starting a fire in your car when
I wish that I, could pretend that, I don’t care

What if these walls could talk
They’re talking
They’d tell you everything I don’t wanna say
They’d be broken in all the same parts
And probably say I’m going insane
They’d say that I’m not okay, not okay without you
Not the same, not the same, without you
Gonna break, gonna break
So oh thank god
Thank god these walls can’t talk

Yeah thank god you’ll never know
I swear that I’ll never not,
Miss you,
So thank god
Thank god these walls can’t talk

They’d tell you everything I don’t wanna say
They’d be broken in all the same parts
And probably say I’m going insane