What's the Secret? - Brett Dennen

Whenever I got nothing going on

I call my old friend jealousy up on the phone

Unpack my little blue bags oh

Throw them on the lawn

wait for her to come strolling along

Here she comes

she’s getting high on the little white light

and you know me man I have never been one not to try

I lost my candle, didn’t mean to make anybody cry

it’s too late to apologize

What’s the secret?

I don’t know I’m wasted.

What’s the secret?

I don’t know I’m wasted.

There’s a point when casts a spell

I empty my pockets and wish him well

We afraid of mercury, leave in the cold

don’t believe in ourselves

What’s the secret?

I don’t know I’m wasted.

What’s the secret?

I don’t know I’m wasted.

Whatever you will feel

it’s real

yeah

it’s real

nothing else is true

noone else is you

What’s the secret?

I don’t know I’m wasted.

What’s the secret?

I don’t know I’m wasted.

What’s the secret?

I don’t know I’m wasted.

Whatever you will feel

it’s real

yeah

it’s real

nothing else is true

noone else is you