Letras:Zutons. Secrets.

Everyone's got secrets, dirty little secrets

Have I got one on you

Although they may be secrets, they may show your weakness

Well are they really true



Don't tell your mates on the council estates

Cos there's no one to trust

Don't tell the sky as it spits down in your eye

But tell a priest if you must



Cos everyone's got problems, everyone's got problems

And everyone's got stress

Controlling our relations, avoiding situations

Thatn end up in a mess



Don't be afraid if your thoughts are mislaid

Cos there's nothing to fear

Don't get upset if your memories make regrets

Because we've all got them here



Secrets, secrets, secrets

Are for keeping, keeping, keeping

And if your tell them

They lose there meaning