Paper Thin Walls

Twenty-five Westwood Drive is where you said you'd meet again

Told him you would bring the wine, couldn't wait to be with him

Said that you'd take off your ring and no one would ever know

But darling I heard everything please don't say it isn't so

Through these paper thing walls I could hear you speak his name

Talking softly through the phone I hear every word you say

But, I will gladly take to blame even say it's all my fault

To put us back on solid ground Lord I'd love to tear them down

These paper thin walls

Said that you would find a way to be alone with him

And that I was fast asleep Lord I wished that had been

And as another teardrop falls I try in vain not to care

Yes tonight I've heard it all like I was standing there

Through these paper thing walls I could hear you speak his name

Talking softly through the phone I hear every word you say

But, I will gladly take to blame even say it's all my fault

To put us back on solid ground Lord I'd love to tear them down

These paper thin walls

To put us back on solid ground Lord I'd love to tear them down

These paper thin walls