Friends and lovers, among all others
You belong to the end
I see you fondly, to bathe amonly
But you belong to the end
Oh, dog tree, cause me
Did you get together
You and your friends
To tell me the old fears
I need the whole truth
Tell me the old fears
I need the whole truth
I'm pregnant
Poses contribute to your nervous disposition
You, you can't, you can't catch it
You're chasing it
So tell me the old news
I need the whole truth
Tell me the old news
I need the whole truth
Tell me the old news
I need the whole truth
Tell me the old news
I need the whole truth
Did they tell you
That grieving, is a part of the end?
Friends and lovers, among all others
You belong to the end
So tell me the old news
I need the whole truth
Tell me the old news
I need the whole truth
Old news
Whole truth
Old news
Whole truth
News
Truth
Truth
