Don't Tell Anyone
Pipe down
Pipe down
You don't cause a scene
You don't wanna be the reason that we're asked to leave
So pipe down
Pipe down
Take a damn apology
Like you're not the only one of us who's losing sleep
And I'm sorry I hurt you
I'm sorry you're mad
But why you gotta run your mouth like that?
So don't talk about the phone call
I only got my words wrong
Don't tell 'em I was crying when I broke your heart
Don't talk about the old me
So scared and free and lonely
Don't tell 'em that I'm living in a house of cards
And I want you in the worst way
I wanna know your story like I wrote the page
I want you in the worst way
I wanna be the secret you're afraid to say
Don't tell anyone
I am so relieved
You don't live on the same street
Every Summer pick you up
Driving in my Daddy's truck
And what a sight to see
You look so different to me
The person that I used to love
Wouldn't drag my name through mud
You've done it now
So don't talk about the drinking
You'll never be forgiven
Don't tell 'em that I text you in the dead of night
Don't talk about the money
I shouldn't let it run me
Don't tell 'em that I swore this wouldn't be my life
And I want you in the worst way
I wanna know your story like I wrote the page
I want you in the worst way
I wanna be the secret you're afraid to say
Don't tell anyone
I want you in the worst way
I want you in the worst way
Pipe down
You don't cause a scene
You don't wanna be the reason that we're asked to leave
So pipe down
Pipe down
Take a damn apology
Like you're not the only one of us who's losing sleep
And I'm sorry I hurt you
I'm sorry you're mad
But why you gotta run your mouth like that?
So don't talk about the phone call
I only got my words wrong
Don't tell 'em I was crying when I broke your heart
Don't talk about the old me
So scared and free and lonely
Don't tell 'em that I'm living in a house of cards
And I want you in the worst way
I wanna know your story like I wrote the page
I want you in the worst way
I wanna be the secret you're afraid to say
Don't tell anyone
I am so relieved
You don't live on the same street
Every Summer pick you up
Driving in my Daddy's truck
And what a sight to see
You look so different to me
The person that I used to love
Wouldn't drag my name through mud
You've done it now
So don't talk about the drinking
You'll never be forgiven
Don't tell 'em that I text you in the dead of night
Don't talk about the money
I shouldn't let it run me
Don't tell 'em that I swore this wouldn't be my life
And I want you in the worst way
I wanna know your story like I wrote the page
I want you in the worst way
I wanna be the secret you're afraid to say
Don't tell anyone
I want you in the worst way
I want you in the worst way
Credits
Writer(s): Jacqueline Dean Anderson, Zachary Riley Fisher, Grace Semler Baldridge
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