| I’m sorry to say that you don’t know me
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| I’m sad in ways you never understood
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| Each time i try to tell the ugly truth
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| You always let it pass you by
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| You said i’d never tell you a lie
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| Just because I could
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| Did you really think i was a bad man?
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| You always said that that should be my middle name
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| But you don’t know the half of it
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| You don’t know how that name fits
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| You don’t know my hidden shame
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| Hidden shame, shame, shame
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| That i can’t get free
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| From the blame and the torture
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| And the misery
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| Must it be my secret for eternity?
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| Till you know my hidden shame you really don’t know me
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| Well, there’s a different kind of prison
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| And it don’t even have to look much like a cell
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| It’s already on your mind
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| Boy, we can see it in your eyes
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| So, here’s the bars and walls as well
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| Well, you know i’m never coming home, babe
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| You said you’d stand by me until i cleared my name
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| Sure it’s easy to be strong
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| When you know the charge is wrong
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| But the days and weeks get long
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| When you’ve got a hidden shame
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| I had a friend when i was just a boy
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| We were like brothers, we would run and hide
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| And we went walking on a high hillside
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| And i really don’t how it happened
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| He turned to me and had this strange look in his eye
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| And not a single word was spoken
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| I must have pushed him, but i don’t remember why
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| And all at once, he lay there broken
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| And i walked down without him and i didn’t even sigh
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| They say you always hurt the one you love
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| And i’m not saying if i did or if i didn’t
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| But like my shame, that kind of love is always hidden
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| They locked me up here for the ideas in my head
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| They never got me for the thing i really did |