Lletres: August. I Don't Care.

ohho, yeaheah, yeah
no, no, no
oh oho

look in my eyes, baby
and tell me i'm lying, baby
oh, you're over the edge
with what you alleged
and there is not the slightest truth to it
(and seriously)

i don't know where you been getting all your info from
but you're source might be a little misinformed, yeah
and it's looking like your expert witness ain't that sure
and your judgment's just a tad bit premature

and i don't care what the radio says
that front page gossip, girl is all in your head, oho
and my statement reads my heart stays with you here
made myself crystal clear

i made it crystal clear

here my voice, baby (here my voice)
you leave me no choice, baby (i have no choice)
i'm bringing in alibis, defend off your guilty cries (cries)
you're bringing tears to honest eyes
and seriously

i don't know where you be reading all your headlines from
but apparently not a reputable source (oh no no no no)
and it's interesting how so far gone your mind has run
without ever hearing my side of the story

but
and i don't care what the radio says
that front page gossip girl is all in your head, oho