drink Or so I'd like to think I've been thinking about my wasted youth The small town bars and your dry vermouth My wasted youth Your Secret's Out I woke today my head on fire I don't recall a thing from last night The kind of drugs you shoveled down My throat disgraced this sickly town I don't know what you did to me I fell so hard so easily I know your type, you scream and shout But fake the end, your secret's out A cocktail bar and Rohypnol I could have sworn I've tried it all But something else got in my veins If I'm in love it's still called rape I don't have much as evidence The clues I've got, they make no sense I'm paralyzed, but sober now I've seen firsthand your secret's out I don't know what you did to me I felt so loved on ecstasy I know your type, you scream and shout But fake the end, your secret's out I don't know what you did to me I fell so hard so easily I know your type, you scream and shout But fake the end, your secret's out The Kind Of Girl I Am Any minute you'll walk through that door And I'll have to tell you I don't love you anymore, no more But then I'll surprise you with twelve roses in a vase And take your hand and a deep breath and pause Pull you closer so you see my