Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Mary Lambert
Intérprete
DJ Shawty Slim
Tocadiscos
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Mary Lambert
Composición
Maureen McDonald
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Eric Rosse
Producción
Benny Cassette
Producción
Ricky Reed
Ingeniería
Mozella
Producción adicional
Serban Ghenea
Ingeniería de mezcla
John Hanes
Ingeniería de mezcla
Chris Reynolds
Ingeniería
Joe Fitz
Ingeniería
John Armstrong
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Letra
[Intro]
Okay
Game face
There we go
[Verse 1]
I've got bipolar disorder
My shit's not in order
I'm overweight, I'm always late
I've got too many things to say
I rock mom jeans, cat earrings
Extrapolate my feelings
My family is dysfunctional
But we have a good time killing each other
[PreChorus]
They tell us from the time we're young
To hide the things that we don't like
About ourselves, inside ourselves
I know I'm not the only one
Who spent so long attempting to be someone else
Well, I'm over it
[Chorus]
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
[PostChorus]
So, what?
So, what?
So, what?
So, what?
[Verse 2]
I can't think straight, I'm so gay
Sometimes I cry a whole day
I care a lot, use an analog clock
And never know when to stop
And I'm passive aggressive
I'm scared of the dark and the dentist
I love my butt and won't shut up
And I never really grew up
[PreChorus]
They tell us from the time we're young
To hide the things that we don't like
About ourselves, inside ourselves
I know I'm not the only one
Who spent so long attempting to be someone else
Well, I'm over it
[Chorus]
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
[PostChorus]
So, what?
So, what?
So, what?
So, what?
[Verse 3]
As a kid I used to stud, I couldn't probably speak
I grew up being awkward, as awkward can be
I used to steal my brother's clothes, I bought his closet each week
I had to ball up the sleeves 'cause he was taller than me
I had big dreams, lil' ol' unpopular me
My house ain't had no doors or windows or electricity
But I didn't want nobody to see
I used to beg the bus driver to drop me off down the street
They say you're too this, you're too that, you're too rich, but too bad
What you want me to do? Sell my house and move back
There's nothing no one can call me and nothing no one can do
I don't fit in any crowd, I never hope that I do
Bye, babe
[Chorus]
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are
Secrets are
[PostChorus]
So, what?
So, what?
So, what?
So, what?
So, what?
So, what?
So, what?
So, what?
Written by: Benny Cassette, Eric Rosse, Mary Lambert, Maureen McDonald


