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