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
And I go, I'm wastin' a saturday
Sittin' at ho-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 no-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
(oh-oh-oh)