Secrets Songtext
von The Zutons
Secrets Songtext
Everyone's got secrets
Dirty little secrets
Have i got one on you
(Have i got one on you)
Although they may be secrets,
They may show your weakness
Well are they really true
(Well are they really true)
Don't tell your mates
On the council estates
'Cause there's no one to trust
Don't tell the sky as it spits down in your eye
But tell the priest if you must
'Cause everyone's got problems
Everyone's got problems
And everyone's got stress
Controlling our relations avoiding situations
That end up in a mess
Don't be afraid
If your thoughts are mislaid
'Cause there's nothing to fear
Don't get upset if your memories
Make regrets because we've all got them here
Secrets, secrets, secrets
Are for keeping, keeping, keeping
And if you tell them
They lose their meaning
Don't tell your mates
On the council estates
'Cause there's no one to trust
Don't tell the sky as it spits down in your eye
But tell the priest if you must
Secrets, secrets, secrets
Are for keeping, keeping, keeping
And if you tell them
They lose their meaning
They lose their meaning
Everyone's got secrets
Dirty little secrets
Have i got one on you
(Have i got one on you)
Although they may be secrets,
They may show your weakness
Well are they really true
(Well are they really true)
Dirty little secrets
Have i got one on you
(Have i got one on you)
Although they may be secrets,
They may show your weakness
Well are they really true
(Well are they really true)
Don't tell your mates
On the council estates
'Cause there's no one to trust
Don't tell the sky as it spits down in your eye
But tell the priest if you must
'Cause everyone's got problems
Everyone's got problems
And everyone's got stress
Controlling our relations avoiding situations
That end up in a mess
Don't be afraid
If your thoughts are mislaid
'Cause there's nothing to fear
Don't get upset if your memories
Make regrets because we've all got them here
Secrets, secrets, secrets
Are for keeping, keeping, keeping
And if you tell them
They lose their meaning
Don't tell your mates
On the council estates
'Cause there's no one to trust
Don't tell the sky as it spits down in your eye
But tell the priest if you must
Secrets, secrets, secrets
Are for keeping, keeping, keeping
And if you tell them
They lose their meaning
They lose their meaning
Everyone's got secrets
Dirty little secrets
Have i got one on you
(Have i got one on you)
Although they may be secrets,
They may show your weakness
Well are they really true
(Well are they really true)
Writer(s): Abigail Harding, David Mccabe, Sean Payne, Russell Pritchard, Boyan Chowdhury Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com