Shame - The Dear Hunter

You had them fooled

And I’ll admit you had me too

But you’re awfully chic to act so clean

I can sense a shake

An oscillation in your voice

The closet’s full

But the door is swinging open

Shame

That you couldn’t suffer the blame

'Cause now it’s the only way that you could find a fix to mend

It’s the art of deceit

With elegance you’d plea to captivate

But never was there doubt

And I heard the sirens sound

As 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 a fix to mend this

Shame

That you wouldn’t suffer the blame

You know it’s the only way that you could find a fix to mend these lies

You’re not 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 a fix to mend

These lies