The Shame Lyrics

My heart is a black haunted loom

Weaving jackets for children who'll never be born

My hands are abandoned factories

Manufacturing heartbreak and hate for the world

As we waltz the broken dance of our limbs

This ballroom has been groped by so many evil whims

As I drill the last hole into you

The well of your body has hardened into glue



Everything is going to be just awful when we're around

All the colors gonna rot off your sight when we're around



I remember the day that I sold my smile

To that nice couple who lost their first child

I threw in a set of sympathy

And a bucket of popcorn for the cemetery

But now my face is all fenced off

The sky is boarded up, the hills covered in drop cloth



How many chords 'til this song vomits out real love?

How many feathers to pluck naked the soiled dove?

How many whores 'til you send away for that trophy?

And how many punches 'til you give yourself away for free?



Because those bruises on your face

Look like the sun setting in disgrace

(From these cliffs, you can see the whole city

Laid out groveling like a field of wounded soldiers

The billboards in heat and hissing

The sky scrapers stitching the gash of the earth

As they waltz the broken dance of their limbs

Their ballroom has been groped by so many evil whims)



Everything is going to be just awful when we're around

All the colors gonna rot off your sight when we're around



I am just a salesman, pleased to meet you, can I show you around?

Everything must go the shadows, the seagulls when we're around

This is our shame