Compositor: Ingrid Dias
Here we go again
Broken glasses on the floor
Lying on our backs
Reaching for some cover
Locking our gaze
Hands intertwined
Breathless hearts beating
Again
And here comes the shame
Of falling again
For the same old trick
Of I just wanna talk
Here comes the shame
Of wanting again
All the things we say we can’t
Here comes the shame
Oh here comes the shame
Of falling again
Here comes the shame
Oh here comes the shame
Of wanting again
We keep going in circles
Going in circles
Spinning our hearts like bottles to play
Going in circles
Going in circles
Playing darts in the dark
Going back to the start
And here comes the shame
Of falling again
For the same old trick
Of I just wanna talk
Here comes the shame
Of wanting again
All the things we say we can’t
Here comes the shame
Oh here comes the shame
Of wanting again
Here comes the shame
Oh here comes the shame
Of leaving again
So go tell your friends that I’m part of the past
There’s no going back
But here you go
And knock on my door next
And here comes the shame
Of falling again
For the same old trick
Of I just wanna talk
Here comes the shame
Of wanting again
All the things we say we can’t
Here comes the shame
Here comes the shame
Of wanting again
Here comes the shame
Oh here comes the shame
Of still loving you