The Whisperers

A lonely silhouette, smoking a cigarette

Hoping for the phone to ring

Though she's sick of the sound of people's mouths

Winding her up and putting her downDon't get sad when people that you trusted stab you in the back

So, you thought they were your friends?

Now you know, now you know

There's one thing in life that holdsAnd now she wants to cry, staying in on Friday night

Lying in her birthday suit

And listening to the bickering from the room above

And wondering if it's fear of loneliness or love

That keeps people like that together foreverDon't get sad when people that you trust stab you in the back

So, you thought they were your friends?

Now you know, now you know

There's one thing in life that holds