Blameless

Turns out, secrecy's the best policy...

I’d spill it all, every whisper
If I thought it would help somehow
Turns out, secrecy’s the best policy
Or else the safest
So I’ll stitch shut my mouth
And swallow these words
Even if I choke on them
And it’s all for you
To remain in your blissful ignorance
With your hands clean
Of my broken heart