I hear the rumor mill is turning,
To try and stop it is a waste of time
Who fucked 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 twain
Accusations and assumptions
Will fill you up and start to cloud your mind
The room is filled with stagnant conversations
I see right through it with discerning eyes
Beyond the lies
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 twain
Still my life is all the same
Writer(s): Charles Andrew Robertson, Keith Aaron Douglas, Sascha Michael Lazor, Brian Edward Flenniken
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