Hey you
I think I know you
From the magazine
Do you
Really do
What the people write about you
They saw you running in the forest
They heard you talking to a ghost
And that you disappeared in August
Oh I'm waiting for their diagnose
No need to care
About things you can't control
Sometimes you're the salt in their wound
They are rubbing it in themselves
Just draw your line and move on
Rumor
Spreads like a disease
Meaningless, don't let it trouble you
While they're talking
You cross the seven seas
Your morning light will always shine through
They say they know your biggest secrets
Let them enjoy just to provoke
You ain't got no time to believe it
Too busy waiting for their diagnose
No need to care
About things you can't control
Sometimes you're the salt in their wound
They are rubbing it in themselves
Just draw your line and move on
Thorns only prick when you touch them
Thorns only prick when you touch them
No need to care
About things you can't control
Sometimes you're the salt in their wound
They are rubbing it in themselves
Just draw your line and move on
Move on
No need to care
About things you can't control
Sometimes you're the salt in their wound
They are rubbing it in themselves
Just draw your line and move on
