I don't want to be figured out

You ask me things about me
Which I don't want to share
Cause I hide this secret
A cross I bear

And if you try to figure me out
I have to tell you the secret
Then you won't like me anymore
You'll see my dark side

Run for the hills
And I won't hear from you again



The sad part is I want to bear my soul to you
But I'm scared
The secret is not collection of memes
Or a history of alcohol and drugs
But it's a dark secret
I have to keep
For the rest of my days

I have walls to keep you safe
So please don't try to figure me out