Life's Little Lamentation

Sang a lonely, lonesome, loathsome fool I had the luck to chance upon He stuck it in my head I had to sing. Sang a lonely, lonesome, loathsome fool I had to sing... He would not stop I had to sing...

Secrets make my life fuller because they lie to me because they make me love myself because they make me hope. Secrets make my day brighter because they hide the sun because they make her go away because they make me leave. Secrets make my secrets because they love to because they want to because they have to.