"I am crushed. Crushed, crushed, crushed I can't stop running through the events in my head. It's a broken record, skipping over and over and over in my brain.... Due to a technical malfunction (baby monitor owners, beware ), I was able to be a fly on the wall...accidentally. Then, I heard my friends. Talking about me And not to sing my glory, oh no... Yes, I eavesdropped. I couldn't stop Once I realized what was happening - that I was listening to gossip about myself - it was like a drug And boy, I was overhearing some painful words. I thought she was my friend. Nice. Really nice." Can...