I Won’t Tell You  - ListenHere      

I’ve got bottles on my fingers, dreams of yesterday

and I don’t have all that much to say.

There’s ribbons in my graying beard, and memories to spare

and what I could say I do not dare

All my bridges have been fried

told the truth but should’ve lied

next time I’ll keep it all inside

don’t worry I won’t tell you.

Gotta a nightmare on my pillow, best wishes up my sleeve

and a promise that you won’t believe

I tried to train my climbing roses not to cross the same path twice

you gotta take a chance when throwing dice

All my bridges have been fried

told the truth but should’ve lied

next time I’ll keep it all inside

don’t worry I won’t tell you.

Got a notion in my pocket and an extra set of keys

and I don’t know who I’m supposed to please.

And these bottles on my fingers take me back to yesterday,

but I don’t think I could live that way.

All my bridges have been fried

told the truth but should’ve lied

next time I’ll keep it all inside

don’t worry I won’t tell you.