Matt Cardle - It's All Just Talk lyrics

Tell-tale stories and second hand truths Between them both there's nothing to choose When there's nothing left to loose It's all just talk Bedroom secrets of common knowledge Shine them up with spit and polish But the truth they won't acknowledge It's all just talk You didn't come home You gave me such a fright Monday morning blues on a saturday night You never phone Your never write You never call But nothing in the world can take your place A pretty smile on a pretty face Just forget what the people say It's all just talk