Poker Face

There Was A Time I Told You,
  Of All That Ached Inside;
   The Things I Held So Sacred,
     To All The World I'd hide

        But They Because You Weapon's
        And Slowly I Have Learnt,
        The Less That Is Said The better,
        The Lesser I'll Be hurt
        Of All You've Used Against Me,
        The Worse Has Benn My Words.

  There Are Things I'll Never Tell You,
       And It Is Sad To Think It So;
          The more You Come To Know Me_
             The Lesser You Will Know-