Ain't Nothin' Like A Shame (To Bring It All Back Home)
Every time I see your face,
the sound of breaking news,
the sound of breaking glass,
breaking in my chest.
And every time I hear your name,
I lose a little heart,
I shed a little tear,
I die a little death.
But over and over again
I push it away down low,
but there ain't nothin' like a shame
to bring it all back home,
to bring it all back home.
And every time you cross my path
and darken my vicinity a sad malaise
creeps into me like shadows on my lungs.
Every time I hear those words
the ghost of troubles past,
like seven deadly sins
come knocking at my door.
But over and over again
I push it away down low,
but there ain't nothin' like a shame,
there ain't nothin' like a shame,
there ain't nothin' like a shame
to bring it all back home,
to bring it all back home.
I'm not an alley cat,
I can't see in pitch black, no.
Stuck in a bad place,
I can't find my way back home.
Whenever I am alone I hear
you taunting me and I won't rest again.
For I can't pretend
I've courage to see
it to the end 'cause every time
I see your face you bring it all back home,
you bring it all back home.
