Making Friends and Acquaintances

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 mattress 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... It was nice to meet you... It was nice to meet you...