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...