Well there's
three 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 t
hrough 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
People spend
a lifetime
this way
Oh what a shame'
what a shame
Such a shame'
what a shame