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…