Witness Mark

Giddy up to the mirror Ever see something dearer Like a puzzle that you've outgrown Kept up with the paces Many changing faces Never needed a chaperone When you wash what you wore I see you more When you fall through the floor I feel you more It's a shame It's a shame, shame, shame It's a shame It's a shame, shame, shame I can't tell if you're seeing stars A little smolder won't hurt no one I can hear you picking at scars A cold shoulder looks good on you When you storm to the shore I see you more When you drink what you pour I feel you more It's a shame It's a shame, shame, shame It's a shame It's a shame, shame, shame I can't tell if you're seeing stars (it's a shame) A little smolder won't hurt no one (it's a shame, shame, shame) I can hear you picking at scars, oh (it's a shame) There you are, oh, there you are (it's a shame, shame, shame) It's a shame It's a shame, shame, shame It's a shame