I’ve gotten over the shame in little bits
Fewer moments where I start humming out loud
To drown out the replayed uncomfortable past
As if to change the subject
As if to change the way it all went down
As if to dance the thought right out
I think I’ve told the story a little different
Become the great mother of invention
I wanted people to read me as measured and wise
As if to change the record
As if to change the way it all went down
As if to dance the thought right out
Oh, yeah, it’s possible to run out of space
For lies and pride to overflow the tank
You can open up or keep it secret if you want
As if to spurn the weakness
As if to change the way it all went down
As if to dance the thought right out
