I am the keeper of the secrets.
As Kylie Minogue said, confide in me.
Ask me, go on, can you tell me something?
I can hardly say no.
So yes, here am I, keeper of the secrets,
Secrets I didn’t want,
Thoughts I didn’t want to have to suppress.
Will I keep it to myself?
Yes I will, but if I don’t, it will have been accidental.
Thanks for giving me unwanted efforts, concentration.
Now I must be careful, oh so careful what I say.
You’re not the only one who tells me things.
No, that’s who I am;
The keeper of the secrets.
Secrets I don’t care to know.
A problem shared is a problem halved.
So I’ve got half your problem and half his problem.
That adds up to one whole problem.
And nobody keeps secrets these days anyway.
But I will.
Another burden on my heavy heart.
I hope you feel better.
No, I really do.
I just wish I didn’t have to feel worse.