You had them fooled,
And I'll admit you had me too,
But you're awfully chique,
To act so clean, I...
Can sense a shake,
An oscillation
Your voice,
The closet's full,
But the door's swinging open,
Shame.
That you couldn't suffer the blame,
Cause now it's the only way
That you could find the fix, to mend.
It's the art of deceit,
With elegance you plead,
And captivate,
And never was there doubt in my eye.
With the silent sound,
I see you were standing still in a silent calm,
With curtains drawn,
Cursing at the light,
Shame.
That you couldn't suffer the blame,
Cause now it's the only way,
That you could find the fix the nightmare
Shame.
That wouldn't suffer the blame
You know it's the only way
That you could find the fix to
Mend these lies.
You now leaving anything back in this world for us
So don't go taking anything back from this world but,
Shame
That you couldn't suffer the blame
Cause now it's the only way
That you could find the fix to mend,
These lies.
