I hear the rumor mill is turning
To try and stop it is a waste of time
Who f**ed who will be on the front page
The local air is thick with painted lies
Truth in disguise
When you go out they'll be watching (eyes on you)
I feel them all around
Come tomorrow and they'll all start talking,
In this little town
Now watch me drown
Accusations and a**umptions
Will fill you up and start to cloud your mind
The room is filled with stagnant conversation
I see right through it with discerning eyes
Beyond the lies