The most private thing,
that I will admit,
is that I won't spill,
the half of it.
I won't reveal,
my dirty habits.
I'll hide my failures,
and "should'a-had-its"
You'll never see,
my lesser moods,
I've got the,
coolest attitude.
And of course I'll try,
to cloak my quirks,
and stash away,
my "you're a jerks."
In fact, I'm perfect,
in every way,
and hey,
aren't we all today?
But what do you mean,
that it's too late?
That I've spilled the beans
on this very date?
That the things I said,
I'd never tell,
revealed my nature,
just as well?
Whatever though,
I've gotta go,
but before I do,
I wanna know...
The most private thing,
that YOU'LL admit,
that you won't admit,
the half of it.