| What makes it so shameful? To reach for a hand That keeps secrets so painful And it’s me that’s the dumb one To go back to the unknown You see it was there Under the tears and shed blood There all along Beneath the broken heart And the beat down love song And lost in the mindless Wonders and wishes That keeps things so lifeless Like the unwanted kisses It’s broken and shameful And hands hold secrets so painful And it’s me that’s the dumb one And go back to the unknown It’s so hateful, but we all know That this love thing is so old |