Villians

I hear the rumor mill is turning To try and stop it is a waste of time Who f**ked 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 a*sumptions 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