It started out innocently enough
Secrets were simple, not rude or rough

“I’ll tell you who I like, if you’ll do the same”
Nothing complicated, not hurtful, but still not lame

Gossip got more complex, I couldn’t help it,
ending up saying things no one would forget

I told more, spilled my heart out
Then couldn’t reverse my words, stuck in a secret drought

Only to find out, what I wish I didn’t know
And that there is more to hide than to show

The secrets progressed, they were fake and real
All I can do, is never reveal the jealousy I feel.

All of my secrets will be traded and dealt,
And when they are, my heart will melt

I am waiting for the shameful moment I will convicted,
Because after all, I am addicted