Four Closed Walls (Live)
The hour hand gets slower
As it inches its way toward five
She's running low on self control
And she'll lose it all tonight
She ain't looking for a silver lining
She ain't looking to start a fight
She's gonna head for the store on the corner
And lock the house up for a while
Well good Lord, Mary Ann
Why don't you take some time to think?
You can't confide in your worried mind
Until it's filled up to the brink
You'll never face your problems
Until you finally break the binge
'Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
She's got her favorite album spinning
And the dial cranked to the right
She can't control her feet, but she
Ain't stepping on none tonight
For some the night is over
But hers has just began
Because the bottle's getting empty
And she's afraid to go to bed
Well good Lord, Mary Ann
Why don't you take some time to think?
You can't confide in your worried mind
Until it's filled up to the brink
You'll never face your problems
Until you finally break the binge
'Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
One more time, Adam
Well good Lord, Mary Ann
Why don't you take some time to think?
You can't confide in your worried mind
Until it's filled up to the brink
You'll never face your problems
Until you finally break the binge
'Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
Yeah, four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
As it inches its way toward five
She's running low on self control
And she'll lose it all tonight
She ain't looking for a silver lining
She ain't looking to start a fight
She's gonna head for the store on the corner
And lock the house up for a while
Well good Lord, Mary Ann
Why don't you take some time to think?
You can't confide in your worried mind
Until it's filled up to the brink
You'll never face your problems
Until you finally break the binge
'Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
She's got her favorite album spinning
And the dial cranked to the right
She can't control her feet, but she
Ain't stepping on none tonight
For some the night is over
But hers has just began
Because the bottle's getting empty
And she's afraid to go to bed
Well good Lord, Mary Ann
Why don't you take some time to think?
You can't confide in your worried mind
Until it's filled up to the brink
You'll never face your problems
Until you finally break the binge
'Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
One more time, Adam
Well good Lord, Mary Ann
Why don't you take some time to think?
You can't confide in your worried mind
Until it's filled up to the brink
You'll never face your problems
Until you finally break the binge
'Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
Yeah, four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
Credits
Writer(s): Dakota Saylor
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