WORDS

TOO MANY SECRETS

Put my head in my hands and bit my lip.

Felt my bones rattle and my heartstrings rip.

I want to bury the hatchet and go the bed.

But you’d only dig it up and plant it in my head.

 

Now I’m watching you put the screws on.

With crocodile tears and a siren’s song.

We haven’t connected since I don’t know when.

Like someone took the scalpel to my identical twin.

 

There’s too many secrets I don’t want to hear. 

Too many secrets.

There’s too many secrets coming in much too clear. 

Too many secrets.

And I wish we could be in love.

 

If denial was a sin, you know I’d be burning.

Cause I’m not learning. I’m tossing and turning.

Now we’re lying back to back in the dim.

Pretending we’re sleeping, but the both of us are thinking of him.

 

Caught in the blue funk, painted in the corner.

The Cowardly Lion and Little Jack Horner.

A love gone sour, another heart attack.

If I could look in your eyes I’d be on your side of the tracks.

 

There’s too many secrets I don’t want to hear. 

Too many secrets.

There’s too many secrets coming in much too clear. 

Too many secrets.

And I wish we could be in love.

 

 

Scott Connor- Drums

Jim Walker- Guitars, Bass, Lead Vx, Bg Vx