Nothing Has Been Proved

	(Tennant / Lowe)
	Mandy's in the papers 'cause she tried to go to
	Spain She'll soon be in the dock and in the papers once again
	Vicki's got her story about the mirror and the cane
	It may be false, it may be true
	But nothing has been proved
	Stephen's in his dressing-gown now, breakfasting alone
	Too sick to eat, he's on his feet and to the telephone
	The police inspector soothes him with his sympathetic tone
	It may be false, it may be true
	But nothing has been proved
	In the house a resignation
	Guilty faces, every one
	Christine's fallen out with
	Lucky Johnny's got a gun "Please Please Me"'s number one (It's a scandal! It's a scandal! Such a scandal!)
	Now, Stephen's in the dock for spending money that was earned
	By Christine, and the prosecution says that money burned
	A hole in
	Stephen's pocket, for expensive sins he yearned
	It may be false, it may be true
	But nothing has been proved
	In the news the suicide note
	In the court an empty space
	Even Mandy's looking worried
	Christine's pale and drawn "Please Please Me"'s number one (It's a scandal! It's a scandal! Such a scandal!)
	Last night he wrote these words to his friend: "Sorry about the mess I'm guilty 'til proved innocent In the public eye and press"
	The funeral's very quiet because all his friends have fled
	They may be false, they may be true
	They've all got better things to do
	They may be false, they may be true
	But nothing has been proved
	Nothing Nothing has been proved
	Oh, nothing
	Nothing Oh, nothing
	Nothing Oh, nothing