if these walls could talk
they would tell you
I been walking on ceiling's
head to the floor
to keep feelings from
getting to the door
walked out on love
many times before
hard to stay attached
when togetherness
is no more it just
more hate more war
what's a gun to a tool
that can take it apart
what's a brave to a soul
who can stop a heart
what's education to
a fool against one
who is street smart
hard to teach one's
who learn real fast
hunger knocks before
breakfast I just clearly
changed the subject
works like magic
no more conversation
remotely like changing
stations when you don't
like the current program
so glad walls don't talk
because walls talk too much