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