Secrets

by Israel Houghton

We lie to our lovers We lie to our friends Painting our pictures and playing pretend We keep our secrets all to ourselves Stand at a distance, so no one can tell And nobody knows us and nobody will We all keep pretending we're better but still We keep our secrets to cover our shame You see the darkness and You love us the same We run from our troubles We run from our pain Gather the dirt, oh, and sweep it away We put our mask on, pretending by fame And carry our secrets with us to the grave And nobody knows us and nobody will We all keep pretending we're better but still We keep our secrets to cover our shame You see the darkness and You love us the same