It’s Only Slander if it Isn’t True

(c) Dana Jo Forseth, 2011

You filled up my text message inbox

‘Cause you’re all bent out of shape

Over something that I told my girlfriends

About the kind of boyfriend you make

Well, maybe I used the word “poseur”

And I might have said the word, “liar”

I’m not shoutin’ “FIRE!” in a theater, here

I’m shoutin’ “FIRE!” in a fire

So don’t talk to me about how to be when things are over

I couldn’t talk to you

When I just knew

What was going on

I’m not creative enough to be makin’ this up

So quit acting all hurt and abused

It isn’t what I say, it’s what you do

And it’s only slander if it isn’t true

“Baby, I’ll take you to Paris”

is one of your favorite lines

And breaking up over the phone

You do that all the time

If you weren’t tellin’ me your religion

Made bein’ together a sin

You were fighting with me over facebook

Or tryin’ to sleep with my friends

So don’t talk to me about how to be when things are over

I couldn’t talk to you

When I just knew

What was going on

I’m not creative enough to be makin’ this up

So quit acting all hurt and abused

It isn’t what I say, it’s what you do

And it’s only slander if it isn’t true

I’m not creative enough to be makin’ this up

So quit acting all hurt and abused

It isn’t what I say, it’s what you do

And it’s only slander if it isn’t true