I know you’re broken, your hope it is
The sound of love and she’s coming
To move you.
But boy what you’re hoping to find,
It’s always there in time;
It’s the shape of the mind.
And I want to play if you’re coming in,
I know it’s a game, I can see you’ll win.
I can feel it.
You told the man that you’re wrong.
You know it isn’t wrong, a waste--
This is not a waste.
Leave love alone--
Don’t leave this love alone.
Don’t wait. Or I’ll wait.
No, don’t you say you love is a shame.
Change.
No, don’t you say love is a shame!
Shame!
Son, do you want to grow up some, or stay the same?
Shame!
Tough, what makes you tough?
Show up with no cuts, smile in the rain, but…
Love, don’t you say love is a shame.
Shame!
The morning in summer,
A child, I remember
My clothes wet, hands cold,
The question I came for
The answer was nothing,
The walk home a death march,
The girl that I left
At the park with your skateboard...
Tough, what makes you tough?
Show up with no cuts and smile in the rain.
But love, don’t you say love is a shame.
Shame!
And son, do you want to grow up some or stay the same?
Shame.
Tough, what makes you tough?
What makes you tough? What makes you tough?
Not love, don’t you say love, is a shame.
Shame.