Rumors
It starts with ignorant opinions muttered under your breath
But when reality's the contrary, you're blind and you're deaf
Got your own take, I'll call you "Miss Interpretations"
Don't see the problems with spreading misinformation
You've got him wrapped around your finger, such a good puppeteer
And curtains close if I say something you don't want him to hear
Such a philosopher, you think you're fucking Socrates
But still you have the nerve to call me a tease
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
No, you don't know how it started but you don't really care
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
And you don't know
It's safe to say my reputation has preceded me
You didn't mean to, but you made me a celebrity
They say that history is written by the victors
You're so defeated you're afraid to contradict her
The saddest part is you don't recognize you stepped out of line
It's not your place to write the songs that are supposed to be mine
Here's to your fifteen minute spotlight that left as soon as it arrived
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
No, you don't know how it started but you don't really care
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
And you don't know
"Paper thin walls" is a good way to put it
If you don't jump the gun I might bite the bullet
But I can't promise you won't be upset
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
No, you don't know how it started but you don't really care
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
And you don't know
And you don't know
And you don't know
And you don't know
And you don't know
And you don't know
And you don't know
But when reality's the contrary, you're blind and you're deaf
Got your own take, I'll call you "Miss Interpretations"
Don't see the problems with spreading misinformation
You've got him wrapped around your finger, such a good puppeteer
And curtains close if I say something you don't want him to hear
Such a philosopher, you think you're fucking Socrates
But still you have the nerve to call me a tease
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
No, you don't know how it started but you don't really care
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
And you don't know
It's safe to say my reputation has preceded me
You didn't mean to, but you made me a celebrity
They say that history is written by the victors
You're so defeated you're afraid to contradict her
The saddest part is you don't recognize you stepped out of line
It's not your place to write the songs that are supposed to be mine
Here's to your fifteen minute spotlight that left as soon as it arrived
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
No, you don't know how it started but you don't really care
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
And you don't know
"Paper thin walls" is a good way to put it
If you don't jump the gun I might bite the bullet
But I can't promise you won't be upset
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
No, you don't know how it started but you don't really care
You're hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don't know how it started but you don't really care
And you don't know
And you don't know
And you don't know
And you don't know
And you don't know
And you don't know
And you don't know
Credits
Writer(s): Avery Stoker
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