Honesty is out of style
So hammer in the coffin nails
A message sent across to land
With kisses for you
Wel tell them nothing
Our little secret
Theyl never make us, ever open up
Tradition in and out the door
Family our fatal flaw
A future frameless in design
A seamless concept
Wel tell them nothing
Our little secret
Theyl never make us
Ever open up
Never break our trust
Until wee coffin dust
When this feeling fades
Itl all seem like a waste
The fragile bond has shaken loose
This secret love a shrinking noose
Suffocated on the truth
Left with nothing