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 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