No Good with Secrets

No Good with Secrets - Saturday Looks Good To Me

Every time that you shout

From across the street

Never comes out a sound

Just the way you look at me

What have you heard about me

From those kids

I always see you hangin' out with

What kind of gossip and calculations

We've got something to hide

On my side of town

No it's no real surprise

But word gets around

I don't know

What you heard about me

From those kids

I always see you hangin' out with

Their only out let indignation

When they call up your house

You're nowhere to be found

Say you're not coming out

But you'll still come around

I know you're no good with secrets

You always seem

To forget just what the point is

I hear the words slip out of your lips