Urban Legends & Nashville Lies

Check the feed, check the tags.

They’re talking again.

Shh...

Refresh the page, yeah the tea is lukewarm,

They saw ‘em in the studio and cooked up a storm.

Reddit detectives with the magnifying glass,

Trying to ship a couple that’s got zero pizzazz.

She’s making hits, he’s holding the pick,

But the fan-fic writers are making me sick.

It’s an Urban Legend, baby, it’s a reach,

Just a mentor moment, no need to preach.

Rumors flying high like a paper plane,

But there’s no fire, just a little bit of rain.

Stop the clicking, stop the scrolling,

It’s just music, keep it rolling!

Collaboration...

ain’t a relation.

Professionalism...

over speculation.

She shot it down.

Dead.

On.

Arrival.

I mean, can two people just tune a guitar without a wedding ring?

Log off.

Go touch some grass.

Bye.