Here's a song I sing for you About a girl that I once knew She lived in a great big house With golden gates where servants bowed Unashamed I'd sit outside and wait for hours Hoping that she'd climb down from her ivory towers This beautiful girl as pretty

I'm a warrior I'm stronger than I've ever been And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in I wear like a battle wound So ashamed, so confused Now I'm a warrior Now I've got thicker skin And you can never hurt me again This is a story that I have

When I get drunk, and talk to God I wish that I could go to church but I'm too ashamed of me I hate the fact it takes a bottle to get me on my knees And I hope he'll forgive the things you ain't forgot I say I'm sorry for all the things I'm not I mean

Andrew Auernheimer Pulling on her weave It's that Andrew Auernheimer You have to help me Please help me Man made the web, you don't need a name Man made of faults, I ain't too ashamed Every thought I had, put it in a box Everybody see it just before the

Damn you talk to me! Little girl what's your name Now don't you go looking at me like that You might see I'm ashamed, what's your name Talk with me, won't you talk with me Oh pretty girl It ain't too hip faking lines you ain't taking But your lips make

Too many broken promises Too many Trail of Tears Too many times you were left cold For oh so many years Too many times you walked away And was made to feel ashamed And though you only tried to give You were often blamed How can this world be so dark

You're guilty all the same Too sick to be ashamed You want to point your finger But there's no one else to blame Guilty all the same Tell us all again Show us all again What you think we should be What the answers are

I don't love you anymore Got me crawlin' on the floor I'm so ashamed that I must go Somehow I thought by now you'd know

Life goes on and if I'm wrong I guess I'll burn in flames Bend up the river and nothing down the drain And I wish I had a pocket full of gold If I'm a sinner then I don't feel ashamed Na na na na na, na na na na na So throw your sticks and throw your

Oh Anthonio, my Anthonio Do you ever Do you ever feel ashamed? Do you ever wonder where I am now? Do you even feel a thing? Overtime and overdue (due) Ain't no sleep, that is old news (old news) Been outside, that's with the crew (yeah) Made my night up