People like to talk about shit
They don't know,
How much gossip I can take
Before I go.
Maybe I should have told you that I slept with your friend,
That things were getting blurry close to 3am.
I know you feel stronger
When you talk about me,
Making up some stories
No one wants to hear.
Maybe I should have punched you in your lying face,
But I feel so zen I'm ready to forgive.
Maybe I should have told you that I slept with your friend,
That things were getting blurry close to 3am.
Maybe I shouldn't wait for other people to tell,
But I feel so zen I'm ready to forgive.
