Nothing Has Been Proved

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 'bout the mirror and the cane

It may be false, it may be true

But nothing has been proved

Steven's in his dressing gown now, breakfasting alone

Too sick to eat, he's on his feet and to the telephone

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" is number one

It's a scandal, it's a scandal

Such a scandal

Now Steven's in the dock for spending money that was earned

By Christine, and the prosecution says the money burned

A hole in Steven'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" is number one

It's a scandal, it's a scandal

Such a scandal

Last night, he wrote these words to his friend

Sorry 'bout the mess

I'm guilty till 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, ooh

Nothing

Nothing has been proved

No, nothing

Nothing

No, nothing

Nothing

No, nothing

Nothing

No, nothing