(shame, shame)
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i was a loner unloved
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i really didn't need any help at all
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(shame, shame)
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i really thought i was fine
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i was living it up just despite my self
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(shame, shame)
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i used to wander the streets at midnight
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avoiding any signs of life
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(shame, shame)
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i used to suffer alone
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i really did think it would make me strong
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(shame, shame)
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i used to write it all down
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hoping someone would read it years from now
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(shame, shame)
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i used to act like i was in a movie
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so mysterious and misunderstood
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(shame, shame)
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you started hanging around
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i really didn't think i could live it down
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(shame, shame)
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i tried to play it cool
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but every single part of me felt so good
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(shame, shame)
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you took me someplace i'd never been before
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i was a foreigner in your hands
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i just couldn't let it go 'til now
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a letter unopened just like a knock on the door
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do you think you're so special that no one knows what your for?
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well you can mutter on sweet nothings like you're on the other side of town
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do you fear the attachment to things that you want?
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do you want to cut off things for fear of their love?
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well you can roll on to the graveyard and let them take you whole
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or, you can live it up and leave nothing but your bones
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(shame, shame)
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i don't know what to do
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i was losing myself turning into you
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(shame, shame)
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i was really undone
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the life that i lived seemed so useless now
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(shame, shame)
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you know you made me do it
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and no i don't regret a thing
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Shame, Shame
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Dr. Dog |