Matt Johnson - The Whisperers lyrics

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 down Don'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 holds And 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 Forever... Don'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 You're on your own (you've gotta grow)