If shame had a face, I think it would kind of look like mine.
If it had a home, would it be my eyes?
Would you believe me if I said I'm tired of this?
Well here we go, now, one more time.
(Here's how the last line is played, beginning with the "F" on the word "this")
I tried to climb your steps, I tried to chase you down.
I tried to see how, low I could get down to the ground and,
I tried to earn my way, I tried to change this mind,
You better believe that I have, tried to be this.
So when will this end, it goes on and on
Over and over, and over again.
Keeps spinnin' around, I know that it won't stop,
Till I stand down, from this for good.
INTERLUDE: (Guitar 1 strums the indicated chords above the riff)
I never thought I'd end up here, never,