Fights – tell me why, why the lipstick in your truck
Work baby – its only work, trust me you need to.
Dinners sat and cold, counters covered in cellophane
Im sorry honey, I had to stay after work and help, trust me.
Its to build a future for our – another is on the way
The phone I hid just like the phone you hid in the bathroom.
Insecticide on these walls, they heard it all
The fights – the lights, they went out in a flash
The baby came home, a second one to make three
Everything I did was for us, our family
I worked hard to give you what you wanted – don’t you see
Don’t you see I did all this for you – the pushing and nagging
I am the one who has sacrificed to let you have what you wanted
These walls, they saw it all – the tears, the sobbing
Lonely walls bled green to brighten lives buried under centuries
The tears were missed – covered in photographs of others
Mold covered tiles just fell into the water
Children played in the dark murk left behind
The doors decayed, the roof fallen in and the yard dirty
Warmth on bedsheets warned that another heard heard heard
The crack in the foundation was covered and hidden
But the walls saw it all – they knew they were beyond repair
The walls – they didn’t see the games the losses the cost
The cost of the games that kept me in these walls – they saw it all
The walls are coming down and the truth is coming - fallen on
Bluebirds lost and weeds burned to the ground
Burdens ripped apart with the brick walls and dead wires
Tossed aside and left to rust – the remains of ancestors in the grass
These walls saw it all – the love the loss the hate the tears the years
These walls say a fond farewell to the only one who truly cared
The walls will fall, I won’t be here to hear them cry as they come down
They know I feel like I was never really home and we're okay now
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