Well there's 3 versions of this story mine,
yours and then the truth
And 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 paid
People spend a lifetime this way
Oh what a shame.
So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus
And with your poster 30 foot 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 paid
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 30 foot 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 paid
People spend a lifetime this way
And that's how they stay
Oh! what a shame!
People spend a lifetime this way
Oh! what a shame!
Such a shame, what a shame
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