You probably think you're going to Heaven
Even though you put me through Hell
You're preachy like you're some kind of reverend
I wish you'd turn the light on yourself
You thought that if you wrecked my car
Those flames would mend your broken heart
I know you say it's all my fault
But darling, if these walls could talk
They'd say that you should put down your weapons
Before you go and start up a war
There's no point in getting upset here
You can't tell what you're fighting for
I know you're telling all your friends
Those things I wish I never said
I know you won't pick up my calls
But darling, if these walls could talk
