Some folks want to dig in deep
to find the secrets that I keep
See what it is that makes me tick
What makes me angry, sad, and sick

Some folks want to dig even deeper than that
And they want to deflate me until I am flat
Trying to find some sugar inside
There's nothing but salt, I've already tried

And if people want to try and find my heart
They can keep on trying to tear me apart
But you'll never find beauty inside this pit
It's like searching for gold in piles of ****

I'm a closed book with a million pages
Letting out bits in fits and rages

But I'm a secret

And I'll never tell