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The Wanted - Everybody Knows Lyrics



The Wanted - Everybody Knows Lyrics




I'm pretty sure you've heard of me
I'm a local celebrity
But not the kind you look to Hollywood for

No flashing lights or autographs
In fact, people avoid me if they can
I got no fence hanging right outside of my door

And I hear them whispering when I pass
Saying to each other "is that the man?"
With a broken heart
'Cause you tore it apart

[Chorus:]
And now everybody knows my name
Everybody feels my pain
But you don't even a care
Yes, you run away
I'm left to deal with the shame
Now everybody knows that I'm
Just a bum without you by my side
Welcome to the show
Everybody knows
Everyone but you
Everyone but you

I got a thousand friends that follow me
Just to read about my misery
I'm popular for reasons that I hate

And I strike up conversation
Most time a total stranger
Anyone who listens to my fate

But they shake their heads and they walk away
And all I'm left with is this fame
And a broken heart
'Cause you tore me apart

[Chorus:]
And now everybody knows my name
Everybody feels my pain
But you don't even a care
Yes, you run away
I'm left to deal with the shame
Now everybody knows that I'm
Just a bum without you by my side
Welcome to the show
Everybody knows
Everyone but you
Everyone but you
Everyone but you...

[Bridge:]
Now if I die again would you even come?
Written on my grave will say "here lies someone
With a broken heart
'Cause she tore it apart"

[Chorus:]
And now everybody knows my name
Everybody feels my pain
But you don't even a care
Yes, you run away
I'm left to deal with the shame
Now everybody knows that I'm
Just a bum without you by my side
Welcome to the show
Everybody knows
Everyone but you
Everyone but you
Everyone but you...

I'm pretty sure you've heard of me
I'm a local celebrity
That all the people know, everyone but you
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I'm pretty sure you've heard of me
I'm a local celebrity
But not the kind you look to Hollywood for

No flashing lights or autographs
In fact, people avoid me if they can
I got no fence hanging right outside of my door

And I hear them whispering when I pass
Saying to each other "is that the man?"
With a broken heart
'Cause you tore it apart

[Chorus:]
And now everybody knows my name
Everybody feels my pain
But you don't even a care
Yes, you run away
I'm left to deal with the shame
Now everybody knows that I'm
Just a bum without you by my side
Welcome to the show
Everybody knows
Everyone but you
Everyone but you

I got a thousand friends that follow me
Just to read about my misery
I'm popular for reasons that I hate

And I strike up conversation
Most time a total stranger
Anyone who listens to my fate

But they shake their heads and they walk away
And all I'm left with is this fame
And a broken heart
'Cause you tore me apart

[Chorus:]
And now everybody knows my name
Everybody feels my pain
But you don't even a care
Yes, you run away
I'm left to deal with the shame
Now everybody knows that I'm
Just a bum without you by my side
Welcome to the show
Everybody knows
Everyone but you
Everyone but you
Everyone but you...

[Bridge:]
Now if I die again would you even come?
Written on my grave will say "here lies someone
With a broken heart
'Cause she tore it apart"

[Chorus:]
And now everybody knows my name
Everybody feels my pain
But you don't even a care
Yes, you run away
I'm left to deal with the shame
Now everybody knows that I'm
Just a bum without you by my side
Welcome to the show
Everybody knows
Everyone but you
Everyone but you
Everyone but you...

I'm pretty sure you've heard of me
I'm a local celebrity
That all the people know, everyone but you
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: CLAUDE KELLY, NATHAN SYKES, STEVE MAC
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management

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