Under the Rug

I have a secret I can’t tell, and I’ve learned to conceal it well,
Ah, but this disturbing smell keeps coming from the carpet, (under the rug)
That’s where the old ghosts hide away, down in the darkness and decay,
I work so hard to make them stay down beneath the floorboards. (under the rug)
Oh, I needed the perfect plan, but it’s all gotten out of hand,
I keep my head in the sand now,
It’s so scary under the rug.
«Bury your sins and they won’t survive,» I told myself 'til the big surprise,
Down in the dirt is where they thrive, like little poison toadstools,
Under the rug,
It’s the thing in Pandora’s box, biting through all the chains and locks,
Now the whole house is rocking,
It’s so scary under the rug, (so scary)
It’s so hairy under the rug, (under the rug)
It’s so scary under the rug.
Oh, skeletons dance, and I fear they might rattle their bones in the broad
daylight,
Oh, yeah.
So I wear a poker face; I close all the curtains just in case,
But something lurks in the crawling space, pointing bony fingers,
(under the rug)
I hear the ticking of my telltale heart, like a bomb set to blow my world apart,
I wish that guilt would make us smart, but I’m sweeping all this garbage…
I have a secret I can’t tell, and I’ve learned to conceal it well,
Under the rug.