When I leave do the rumors still float Should
I stick around I don't even know Sometimes I
ask myself where it's all from Although I'm
the criminal who committed the crime When I
leave will my trouble stay all the same Do I
have to look back and wonder about the
shame Why do I do this it's just not
right I should bounce back and put up a
motherfucking fight Now it's all different I
walk with my head up high Where can I put the
blame Nah fuck it it's other people's shame