[ Verse 1 ]

VERSE 1
you ran away from me
when i was weak
you cut my lips so
i could never speak
you left a mess
on my kitchen table
and made me clean it
when i was unable

CHORUS
we slept on the floor
and now i'm feeling like a whore
it's not my place to decide
whether it was wrong or right

but now i don't know what to do
are the rumors true?
i heard them from a liar
and i'm somthing he desires

VERSE 2
you told me of your troubles
and you cried
and i thought that i could
see inside
but you haven't called
since then
aren't we even
friends, anymore?

CHORUS
we slept on the floor
and now i'm feeling like a whore
it's not my place to decide
whether it was wrong or right

but now i don't know what to do
are the rumors true?
i heard them from a liar
and i'm somthing he desires