| As she tries
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| To maintain her innocence
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| It’s her word against theirs
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| With everything that they’ve said
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| They’ve got her running from
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| The few left that care
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| Rumors consume her
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| From the edge of her bed
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| Out of the lips of her friends
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| The night before
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| Behind closed doors
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| Her clothes were spread
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| On the bedroom floor
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| She’s got some secrets
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| She hoped they’d keep keeping
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| Locked tightly behind closed doors
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| She’s got some secrets
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| She hoped they’d keep keeping
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| But those secrets aren’t hers anymore
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| She’s the talk of the town now
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| Since words got out that she’s been around
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| And that her friends left her for dead and said
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| It’s nothing personal
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| We’ve got an image to protect
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| She wakes up to the resounding sound of silence
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| She lost every friend she thought she could confide in
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| Hormones raging
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| Her heartbeats racing
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| He slips her a drink and she slips into bed
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| Hormones raging
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| Her heartbeats racing
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| That night she lost sight of what’s wrong and what’s right
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| She dug her own grave as her friends pushed the dirt
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| She’d never say but that hurt her the worst
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| To be betrayed was the last thing she thought would come first
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| Come first
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| Hormones raging
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| Her heartbeats racing
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| He slips her a drink and she slips into bed
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| Hormones raging
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| Her heartbeats racing
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| That night she lost sight of what’s wrong and what’s right
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| As she tries
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| To maintain her innocence
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| It’s her word against theirs
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| With everything that they’ve said
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| They’ve got her running from
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| The few left that care |