These Four Walls

These four walls have seen everything The good things through them back, a few days of skipping class It's the place I lived my college years, I still can't believe I passed I drank my share of beer, cried sad and happy tears It's the place I remember for the rest of my years If these four walls could talk, they'd tell you everything They got holes and scrapes all on them from a couple of nights of booze I bet they remember a few things, that not too many knew If these four walls could talk, I'm not sure I'd want them to In my mind, it's a place I'll always be A twelve-hundred square foot box, of priceless memories If these four walls could talk, they'd tell you everything They got holes and scrapes all on them from a couple of nights of booze I bet they remember a few things, that not too many knew If these four walls could talk, I'm not sure I'd want them to Today's the day, I thought I'd never see I locked up that dead bolt and handed over my keys And as I pulled out the driveway, I think of all the memories All the good times this place has given to me If these four walls could talk, they'd tell you everything They got holes and scrapes all on them from a couple of nights of booze I bet they remember a few things, that not too many knew If these four walls could talk, I'm not sure I'd want them to