Gossip.

I heard.
That that the witch was dead.
But that evil bitch is still in my head.

I try to be an honest man
But I've got blood on both my hands.

I can't run and I can't hide.
I'll cross my fingers and hope I survive.

Unknown foes won't leave me alone.
If they try me again, I'll start breaking bones.

Knocking on the angels door.
But they won't answer me no more.

The devil stands right by my side.
I asked for help and he replied.

Oh no.
Grandma's dead.
I still hear the words she said.

Boy be careful where you tread.
Let it go and use your head...

But I think with my heart instead.

Why can't they all mind their business.
Write a play and put me in it.

I just wan't to live my life.
But you think you can have a slice.

Stick a knife.
In my back.
Carry on with your attack.

Try to get me to react.
But I really could'nt give a crap.

Please just.
Let me be.
Your defamation can't hurt me.

I won't run.
No I won't flee.
Just spare me from the third degree.

Lost and found.
Chained and bound.

Dig a whole in the dirt, put my troubles in the ground.

Too much noise, I can't even hear a sound.

What does it matter.
What I do and where I go.

Why the interest?
I don't know.

Please, Please.
Leave me be.

Why must your gossip torture me?

If you don't stop I think I'll blow...

And then I'll give you all a show.