(Verse 1)
Friday night, and your daughter's on the phone
Asking if I'm coming out, says I've been so alone
I make my excuses, a fictional plight
While my fingers trace the bruises he left just last night
The screen lights up, a name I shouldn't know
A single word: "The garage." It's time to go.
(Pre-Chorus)
And I know the walls they built, a perfect family scene
But he's the crack of lightning in the quiet and the green
I'm just a boy from down the street, a face you'd never see
But he's the storm that washes over me.
(Chorus)
And oh, I am his secret sin, his dirty, sweet regret
The taste of stolen time, a thrill he can't forget
He fills me up and I come undone, beneath his god-like frame
I am the keeper of the flame, he howls out my name
And when he spills himself inside, a flood of holy fire
It's my illicit prayer, my one and true desire.
(Verse 2)
His hands, they smell of engine oil and expensive cologne
They map a territory that he calls his own
He pins me down on that old workbench, a tool set pushed aside
And shows me heaven is a place you have to hide
A whispered promise, rough against my skin
"The things I'd do to you, if we weren't drowning in this sin."
(Pre-Chorus)
And his wife's perfume still lingers on his coat
But it's my sweat he wears, it's my name in his throat
He says he's trapped in golden rings and promises he made
But it's my body where his troubles start to fade.
(Chorus)
And oh, I am his secret sin, his dirty, sweet regret
The taste of stolen time, a thrill he can't forget
He fills me up and I come undone, beneath his god-like frame
I am the keeper of the flame, he howls out my name
And when he spills himself inside, a flood of holy fire
It's my illicit prayer, my one and true desire.
(Bridge)
They think they know him, the father and the man
The solid rock on which their perfect world must stand
They don't know the animal, the hunger and the need
The way he takes his pleasure, the way he plants his seed
Deep inside me, a claiming and a curse
I'm living for the moment that he gives me, for better or for worse.
(Final Chorus - More powerful, raw, and belted)
Yes, I AM his secret sin! His desperate, sweet regret!
The only truth he knows is in the sweat that we have wet!
He fills me up, I come undone, I scream his god-damned name!
I am the keeper of this filthy, sacred flame!
And when he floods my hole, his jizz a burning, white release
I find my shattered heaven, and my temporary peace.
(Outro)
(Piano and cello fade slowly)
A ordinary boy...
In a borrowed garage...
With a borrowed man...
Who I can't give back...
No, I can't give back...
His secret sun...
