loose-lipped secrets i've seen those birdies chirping another promise perched on their fragile branches cradle and all we all hide a diary beneath some matress and someone has slept in my bed sometimes i get so naked i sing like a canary and i scream out what i shouldn't scream some lies last a lifetime they keep our diaries hidden they don't let the whispers slip between the cracks of the bathroom stalls or be written on the bathroom walls... but still i can hear those dirty birds chirp away it's a song i know by heart sometimes i resent making friends and acquaintances it's a thin veil between us - between the bedsprings and the mattress i keep my secrets the ones i can't keep the ones you took from me the ones you scattered with your wings it was nice to meet you