How To Keep a Secret

The mob demands some proof, while shoutin' liar, whore And suddenly I'm back on the Place de la Concorde Confessing all the sins of other men who took Just wanting to be held, instead I get that look It says you're so naive, you expect me to believe you Bitter silence on a million Rue-Saint-Somethings "What did you expect?" He said, "you had it coming" You taught me how to keep a secret I learned real young it was "all my fault" You sent me back right to that beach Where no was not enough On my knees and counting stars I was only six, with bloody knees again Pushed off of the swings by a boy named Benjamin Crying out for help the teacher shakes her head No one likes a tattle, bottle it instead Boys they will be boys, in their nature to destroy Bitter silence, in the corner of the class You can join us when you think you've learned your lesson You taught me how to keep a secret I learned real young it was "all my fault" You sent me back right to that beach Where no was not enough On my knees and counting stars On my knees and counting stars On my knees and counting stars On my knees and counting stars Oh you taught me how to keep a secret I heard you have a daughter now