Dear Hunter (The)

Shame
You had them fooledAnd I'll admit you had me tooBut you're awfully chic to act so cleanI can sense a shakeAn oscillation in your voiceThe closet's fullbut the door is swinging openShame that you couldn't suffer the blame'Cause now it's the only way that you could find a fix to mendIt's the art of deceitwith elegance you'd plea to captivatebut there never was the doubtAnd I heart the sirens soundas you were standing still in a silent calmwith curtains drawncursing at the lightShame that you couldn't suffer the blameCause now it's the only way that you could find a fix to mend thisShame that you wouldn't suffer the blameYou know it's the only way that you could find a fix to mend (these lies)You're not leaving anything back in this world for usSo don't go taking anything back from this world butShame--that you couldn't suffer the blameCause now it's the only way that you could find a fix to mendthese lies From Letras Mania