"Shame"
(with Gary Barlow)

Well there’s three versions of this story mine, 
and  yours and then the truth
Now 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
ohh, And with your poster thirty foot 
high 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 thirty foot high 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
	People spend a lifetime this way
	Oh what a shame
	what a shame +such a shame, what a shame