Alone in accusations Of all the things that I’ve heard But still I have my reservations Should I believe a word
Should I believe those things they talk about now you are not around? Are the tales exaggerated and just play up for the crowd? It’s there truth behind the fiction, it’s that really what you are? I’ve never been someone to judge, but I have to say it may be a lot to believe
Everywhere that you go, however far you are People talking about you I ain’t afraid to say you’ve broken mama’s heart You little angel, now you’re far too…
Busy on the tables, to feel the knife get turned And far too busy getting facials to feel your bed sheets burning Who would believe you would get to be the social joke you are When you were young you was the one who got the top marks in the class Goes to show that intellect and educations is just a farce Never been someone to judge but I have to say it may be a lot to believe
Everywhere that you go, however far you are People talking about you I ain’t afraid to say you’ve broken daddy’s heart You little angel, now you’re too far gone
Everywhere you go there’s people talking all about you Everywhere you go there’s people talking all about you Everywhere you go there’s people talking all about you Everywhere you go there’s people talking all about you