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I walk like I'm conscious

of myself

I'm only conscious 

of yourself

I guess everything is about you

I talk like I'm conscious

of nothing

But I'm conscious

of some things

I know all the things to break your heart. 

You see I'm not allowed to tell

But how can you not tell...

The sly look

I notice sideways

See what you don't see

Oh that look

the fear in his eyes

that you don't see

Sweetheart

I won't tell you, you're a liar too

Secrets secrets are no fun

secrets secrets hurt someone.