Well, there's three versions of this story
Mine and yours and then the truth
And we can put it down to circumstance
Our childhood, then our youthOut 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 shameSo I got busy throwing everybody
Underneath the bus, oh
And with your poster thirty foot high
At the back of Toys R UsI 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 shameWords come easy
When they're true
Words come easy
When they're trueSo 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 youthWhat 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 stayPeople spend a lifetime this way
Oh, what a shame
What a shame
Such a shame, what a shame