She's got it, whatever "it" is,
And i kind of want to tell her how i wanted to kiss,
But the moment's been passed for a number of years,
And that's a shame, it's a shame.
She had me on the end of a chain;
She moved me like a spark in my brain,
And the guy i am now can't really see why, or how,
And that's a shame, it's a shame.
She meant it, that was pretty clear,
And she apologized, but not for two years.
These things affect me more than i care to admit,
Cos i'm ashamed, i'm ashamed, i'm ashamed.
Do they know the rules better than me?
Am i just a fool? it's so hard to see
Beyond what's right in front of you.
Na na na na nanana
She wanted... what? i don't know.
That situation had no room to grow.
She is something that i kind of regret,
And that's a shame, it's a shame.
She changed me. we talked every night.
She was near me, and everything was alright.
I can't remember the way i was then,
And that's a shame, it's a shame.
You want me, and i really believe
That you're exactly the thing that i need.
But i remember things i wanted before,
And i'm ashamed, i'm ashamed, i'm so ashamed.
Is anything i've done worth a damn?
Does it all add up to who i am,
Or can i change? can i escape it?
If you met me, do you think you'd like me?
I think i'd punch me.