Shame

Well there’s three versions of this story
Mine and yours and then the truth
Now we can put it down to circumstance
Our childhood, then our youth

Out of some sentimental gain
I wanted you to feel my pain
But it came back return to sender

I read your mind and tried to call
My tears could fill the Albert Hall
Is this the sound of sweet surrender?

What a shame we never listened
I told you through the television
And all that went away was the price we pay
People spend a lifetime this way
Oh what a shame

So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus
Oh! And with your poster 30ft high at the back of Toys-r-Us
I wrote a letter in my mind but the words were so unkind

About a man I can’t remember
I don’t recall the reasons why, I must have meant them at the time
Is this the sound of sweet surrender?

What a shame we never listened
I told you through the television and all that went away was the price we pay
People spend a lifetime this way
And that’s how they stay
Oh what a shame

Words come easy, when they’re true
Words come easy, when they’re true

So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus
And with your poster 30ft high at the back of Toys-r-Us
Now we can put it down to circumstance
Our childhood then our youth

What a shame we never listened
I told you through the television and all that went away was the price we pay
People spend a lifetime this way and that’s how they stay

People spend a lifetime this way. Oh what a shame
What a shame
Ooooo, oooh,  ohhh 
Such a shame, what a shame
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