Lyrics

[Verse]
Johnny's got a secret, keeps it on Threema tight,
Encrypted like a fortress, out of everyone's sight.
They're whisperin' through the pixels, playin' cat and mouse,
Talking all that trash from the safety of their house.

[Verse 2]
Betty’s got the gossip, spillin' on the app,
Laughin' 'bout ol' Donald, shakin’ in her lap.
Tongue-in-cheek 'bout diarrhea, in that tiny text,
Whole town’s reading, wonderin' what comes next.

[Chorus]
Small town secrets, all up in the air,
Little messages flyin', everywhere.
From the outhouse to the courthouse, ain’t it funny how,
No matter who you’re for, it's all out now.

[Verse 3]
Billy's got a story, 'bout last week’s mess,
Cowed by the rumors, but tryin’ to impress.
When the line gets busy, and Threema lights up bright,
You know it's gonna be one crazy night.

[Verse 4]
Anna's typing fast, fingers in a blur,
Grabbin' at the details, every little slur.
Talkin’ ‘bout the neighbors and their bathroom woe,
How it all connects, nobody really knows.

[Chorus]
Small town secrets, all up in the air,
Little messages flyin', everywhere.
From the outhouse to the courthouse, ain’t it funny how,
No matter who you’re for, it's all out now.