| If these walls could talk, I bet they’d sing a song
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| One that’s sad and lonely and a little too long
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| About a woman who said she was through
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| And a man who can’t move on
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| If these walls could talk, I bet they’d sing a song
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| And if these walls had ears, I bet they’d hear your name
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| For I cried it out so many nights in vain
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| And each night, the sounds grow louder
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| With each bittersweet refrain
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| If these walls had ears, I bet they’d hear your name
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| And if these walls had eyes, I bet they’d cry for you
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| For they’ve witnessed everything you put me through
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| They can see the sadness
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| Growing in this broken-hearted fool
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| And if these walls had eyes, I bet they’d cry for you
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| If these walls could talk, I bet they’d sing a song
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| One that’s sad and lonely and a little too long
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| 'Bout a woman who said she was through
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| And a man who can’t move on
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| If these walls could talk, I bet they’d sing a song
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| If these walls could talk, I bet they’d sing a song |