I feel like a magpie Stealing eggs from the nest Your head is a sandstorm You're right to confess You beat yourself into a hole again No need to repent or try to pretend I'll take it to the grave I promise And swear to keep it I'll take it to the grave I promise Every little secret When madness is burning, It floats to the top But under the surface, No button for stop You beat yourself into a hole again No need to repent or try to pretend I'll take it to the grave I promise And swear to keep it I'll take it to the grave I promise Every little secret I'll take it to the grave I promise And swear to keep it I'll take it to the grave I promise Every little secret, every little secret