Sipping on your looks but you drink me in Pass over the flattery again It's hanging heavy on my chest And it's better left invisible for now
Confessions are bouncing round my head So I add them to the archive Of things we've never said I lock them up with all the rest But it's better left invisible for now
If the rope we walk starts wobbling Or if the tide feels like it's coming in I lock them up with all the rest It's hanging heavy on my chest Though it's tempting to confess It's better left invisible for now