I hear the rumor mill is turning
To try and stop it is a waste of time
Who $#&@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 $$#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