That secret that you keep.

That secret that you knew but don't know how to tell. It fucks with your honor and it teases your head. But you know that it's good girl. 'Cause its running you with red. Then the snow started falling. We were stuck out in your car. You were rubbing both of my hands. Chewing on a candy bar. You said, ain't this just like the present to be showing up like this? As a moon waned to crescent, we started to kiss. And I said I know it well. That secret that we know that we don't know how to tell.
I'm in love with your honor, I'm in love with your cheeks.

What's that noise up the stairs, babe?
Is that Christmas morning creaks?