Cross my heart
(Hope to die)
Stick a needle in my eye
Trust me
Everything you share
I'll keep it locked away
Inside me
Despite that
Which other people say
You'll find my shoulder quite inviting
But frankly I'm bored
With the concept of hoarding
A thought screaming for some revealing
If I say those words at least no one can blame me
Word gets around
What goes up will one day come crashing down
As they say
First betrayal leads to the second round
Tell me something else
But believe me
I'll be the last one laughing
As if anyone's like me
I'm the worst for revealing
My own secrets I try to keep
But slip out when I'm drinking