Well, People Will Talk

Lyrics

'With Dylan it's poems, I don't like his prose' You don't know what you're talking about To show your indifference You did your top button And Patrick said, 'stop fucking around' And oh, it's all too real I drove myself half to death Wondering about who you woke up with Not much fun is it? Takes a lot to resist, not to admit What I'm feeling jealous about Cause all your friends are too good looking You joke around but oh, it's all too real I drove myself half to death Wondering about who you woke up with I drove myself half to death Wondering about who you woke up with Not much fun is it? Everybody knows but me...