Rumors

You think you know the situation
But you really don't
You say that we can work it out
When all you really want
Is to start a rumor about me
And laugh when I come around
Well im sick of rumors
And this time im fighting back
Im tierd of hearing all the lies about me
And now its time to pay
For everything you said about me
Will come back to haunt you today
I see through you lies now
So, it's too late for your "perfect smile"
Rumors are like the flu
They spread very fast
But unlike the sickness rumors can last
So, watch your back for now
But sorry it too late
For now your rumors have sealed your fate

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