Making Friends and Acquaintances - Cursive

Loose-lipped secrets

I’ve seen those birdies chirping

Another promise perched on their fragile branches

Cradle and all

We all hide a diary beneath some mattress

And someone has slept in my bed

Sometimes I get so naked I sing like a canary

And I scream out what I shouldn’t scream

Some lies last a lifetime

They keep our diaries hidden

They don’t let the whispers slip

Between the cracks of the bathroom stalls

Or be written on the bathroom walls

But still I can hear those dirty birds chirp away

It’s a song I know by heart

Sometimes I resent making friends and acquaintances

It’s a thin veil between us

Between the bed springs and the mattress

I keep my secrets

The ones I can’t keep

The ones you

Took from me

The ones you scattered with your wings

It was nice to meet you

It was nice to meet you

It was nice to meet you