Bethany June

I might crash and hit the ground
But on my way down
I’ll be thinking about the lies
And how you could have warned me.
How your friends all new
How they stuck up for you
And now they don’t seem to know me.
Because shame, shame, shame
Shame, shame, shame
Spreads like fire on a bunch of autumn leaves.
True, true, true
True, true, true
The truth isn’t always so lovely.
When she found you, you were true
But her beauty beckoned you.
Your lips spread lies that hit like arrows
Pointed straight at my heart.
You could have left and moved away
But you choose to stay.
You will never see the way you could have saved me.
All these tears and wasted years,
The long lonely nights
I’ll never find a place to hide.
Because shame, shame, shame
Shame, shame, shame
Spreads like fire on a bunch of autumn leaves.
True, true, true
True, true, true
The truth isn’t always so lovely.
I might crash, might hit the ground
Sleep 'till noon, sleep 'till June
Or until the middle of September.
The truth is, you could have warned me.
Those arrows sting
I’ll be good by Spring.
Hide the shame, place the blame
You’re the one, you could have warned me.
Because shame, shame, shame
Shame, shame, shame
Spreads like fire on a bunch of autumn leaves.
True, true, true
True, true, true
The truth isn’t always so lovely