I trusted you with my secrets.
But you won't tell me yours.
You say it will get better.
But people just keep slamming doors.
No one understands me.
I feel so alone.
It's all about you.
Just wait till I'm home alone.
They shook me till I woke.
But I'm wearing my white robe.
You stand with flowers.
As a tear drips down your face.
Maybe if you would've told your secrets.
I wouldn't have been put in my place.