Those personalized ads on the internet That track all your search history They try to show you what you're likely to buy They no more than my closest friends and family ‘Cause I'm getting ads for Victoria’s secret “Buy one bra get one more free” They say lingerie as a present is selfish I guess that it's true ‘Cause I buy it for me I used to keep some of my secrets In a box under my bed With a letter that said I was sorry Just in case I was ever found dead I used to wish I could just hide away In a hole that I dug in my room I’d sit and play games and my body would change ‘Til I could come out and face you The dark is a great place to start when you're scared Of the way the your skin will react to the light of the sun I’m coming out slowly with mammoth explosions Don't care who knows it or maybe I do And that’s all right You don’t have to give up your cave if the sun’s still too bright Some days we’re strong and others we’re scared And others we promised ourselves we’d be strong But felt vastly unprepared Those personalized ads on my browser See nothing at all wrong with And it’s kind of refreshing to be so accepted Even if all they’ll except is my money I hope I get caught I hope I‘m found out I don’t really care if you know At least that is what I’m telling myself in the morning As I close the blinds to my window So I’m not afraid of that box in my bedroom Though I offer no repentance Even though every time I try to tell you the truth I trail off at the end of my…