| Each summer we'd slumber in caravans | |
| While our folks would drink casks and curse the sand. | |
| I noticed him staring at the ceiling like Gene Vincent | |
| Singing to a crowd | |
| For a girl of 14 I thought I knew I would meet | |
| Someone with a thought that was free of TV | |
| Leering and affected just like Gene Vincent | |
| Singin' to a crowd | |
| Like he was barely allowed | |
| I give you the last thing truly mine | |
| But your secrets are safe with me | |
| You can ignore now just what you swore | |
| Your secrets are safe with me | |
| So I'll keep my love buried, but breathing | |
| Your secrets are safe with | |
| Ahh, they're safe with me | |
| Behind the tunes he looked in my eye | |
| But did I want him to | |
| Trusting his mistrust, but I was just another voice in the crowd | |
| I'm hardly getting over it now | |
| I give you the last thing that's truly mine | |
| But your secrets are safe with me | |
| You can ignore now just what you swore | |
| Your secrets are safe with me | |
| So I'll keep my love buried, but breathing | |
| Your secrets are safe with | |
| Ahh, they're safe with me | |
| You told me I felt like you own me | |
| Now I care for nothing at all | |
| What I gave you wasn't a favour | |
| Now I care for nothing at all | |
| Didn't trust nothing that much | |
| Now I care for nothing at all | |
| Now I care for, now I care for | |
| Now I care for nothing at all |