secreta

A tale of mischief
I'd rather not know
But you proceed to share the details
Make me promise to keep it on the down-low

I hate that you've told me
I despise the moral downfall
There are rules made for keeping
But it seems you've forgotten them all!

Don't tell ANYONE!
Ok, ok, I won't.
Just spare me the details
If you think I wanna know more - I don't.

Now the beans are spilled
and word is out
I kept my promise
But paranoid, you doubt.

How dare you accuse me
Of 'having a big mouth'
While being loyal to you
I betrayed myself

I hate that you told me
I hate that I knew
I hate that I said nothing
...but I still forgive you.

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