The Silly Little Rumours

I have a secret to tell you.
It’s something really great.
It’s about you and what you did.
Aren’t you a real sneaky mate?

I heard you kissed him.
I heard you lied.
I heard you seduced him.
I heard you died.

She told me you had sex.
On his bathroom floor.
She told me this and that.
What’s the truth anymore?

My head is spinning as I don’t know what anyone is saying.
I don’t know where I am or where I’m going.
Help me out?

Is it true?
Did you betray?
Did you hurt?
Did you pray?

Friends aren’t meant to be like this.
Friends are meant to be there.
I still love you.
And I still care.

I’ll always be here, despite what they say.
They’re bitches babe.
At the end of the day.

They have nothing better to do then strive of your misery
They want you to suffer
Just don’t let them have the satisfaction.
Don’t let them win.

Ignore the silly whispers.
Ignore the gigantic lies.
Ignore the stares
And ignore their secret spies.

You know the truth and so do I
So that’s all there is to it.
There only rumours
And we know it.