Shame

I saw you standing trying to shelter

Cold fingers tracing icy skin

Your story sounded so familiar

You said too much to take it in

I got the love from my mother

I got the pain from my dad

I got the blame from my brother

Oh, shame, I got it bad

I saw you standing at an altar

You've made yourself from all you've had

A pair of coloured scarves with bells on

A family photo cut in half

I got the love from my mother

I got the pain from my dad

I got the blame from my brother

Shame, I got it bad

I saw you standing in the open

Warm eyes were dancing down the street

You had no bitterness, not broken, oh

Demons were dragons in retreat

I got the love from my mother

I got the pain from my dad

I got the blame from my brother

Oh, shame, I got it bad

Love from my mother

Pain from my dad

Blame from my brother

Shame, I got it bad