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 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?"
that 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
sitting 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 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?"
that ain't your baby no more
Hey
no more
that ain't your baby no more