You have to be kidding me
It must be buried three inches deep
And no one is here to help dig it out
And, I am not suprised because they will no doubt take your word
("Everyone loves juicy gossip")
So I guess I′ll just sleep it off (On my stomach of course)
And whenI see you next I'll kill you with a smile

Writer(s): Pouyan Afkary, Tyson Stevens, Chad Crawford, David Wilson, Steven Kirby, Peter Costa, Brian Mcternan<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com