Lyrics

A time off indescrecion
You plan a full confession
Now that you're together once again
The price of your comission
Is worth a small omission
Cut your losses, my opinion, friend
Hopin she'll forgive she'll be wishin you were dead
Some things are better left unsaid

The burden of your secret
won't be hard for me to keep it
I promise, it's your ball and chain
She will shoot the messenger straight through her thoughtful head
Some things are better left unsaid.

No need to share your guilty heart with her
tie her nights in knots
Sometimes it might take someone else to realize what you've got

music break

cheaper than I'm sorry, a Ferrari painted red
some things are better left unsaid

No need to share your guilty heart with her
tie her nights in knots
Sometimes it might take someone else to realize what you've got

you spill your guts, make sure it's your side of the bed
Some things are better left unsaid