When I'm nervous I have this thing yeah I talk too much
Sometimes I just can't shut the hell up
It's like I need to tell someone anyone who'll listen
And that's where I seem to mess up, yeah
Secretssecretssecrets. It's not nice knowing things, is it? Knowing things that you shouldn't know, then pretending that you don't know them at all. It's not nice. At times it can feel good, to have that bit of information that could potentially destroy a person. But it's always a dirty little secret, isn't it? One that could hurt another person. It's not fun, and I'm not a fan of it. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy having a wee chat and a catch up on all the bizz, but knowing something really "bad" is not my cup of tea.
Then there's the battle in your head. What's the "right" thing to do? Do you tell the other person to save them from further hurt or embarrassment, or do you keep the secret and wait to see what happens? Telling them will hurt them, and you'll destroy all trust between you and the one in the wrong; but not telling them can destroy you inside. You watch the person live their life, naively believing that everything's going well, knowing that eventually everything's going to go mad.
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