Whispers

You're waking in the morning

Spent the night trying to bond with the moon

She never loved you, just a whole wild two scene

Chopped up, split screen, dream machine

An alibi for lonesome dreams

I hear a lot of rumors

I hear a lot of stone cold rumors

I hear a lot of whispers

I hear a lot of easy talking, given whispers about you

She only wanted you for what you could do

To get her picture in a Sunday magazine

She's just a whole wild two scene

Chopped up, split screen, dream machine

An alibi for lonesome dreams

I hear a lot of rumors

I hear a lot of stone cold rumors

I hear a lot of whispers

I hear a lot of easy talking, given whispers about you

I hear a lot of rumors

I hear a lot of stone cold rumors

I hear a lot of whispers

I hear a lot of easy talking, given whispers

What a pleasure it is to receive

And what a God given gift is the air that we breathe

I hear a lot of rumors

I hear a lot of stone cold rumors

I hear a lot of rumors

I hear a lot of whispers

I hear a lot of rumors

I hear a lot of whispers

I hear a lot of rumors

I hear a lot of whispers

I hear a lot of rumors

I hear a lot of whispers

I hear a lot of rumors

I hear a lot of whispers

I hear a lot of rumors