I'm getting better at the guitar

I'm not picking or anything, but I'm jumping to different chords faster than ever before, for me.  It's fun.  My latest two favorite songs to play are "Go Home" by BNL (peppy and catchy) and "Shame" by the Avett Brothers.  I've been listening to that one multiple times on the way to and from work this week.  Lyrics from memory, you ask?  You got it.  This is one of those songs that I thought was fair upon the first listen, but I'm enjoying the lines more and more as I give them each more thought.  Ah life, so many truisms.  

Ok, so I was wrong about

our reasons for us falling out

of love, I want to fall back in.

My life is different now, I swear

I know now what it means to care

about somebody other than myself.

I know those things I said to you,

they were untender and untrue

I'd like to see those things undo.

So if you could find it in your heart

to give a man a second start

I promise things won't end the same.

Shame.  Boatloads of shame.

Day after day, more of the same.

Blame.  Please lift it off.

Please take it off, please make it stop.

Ok, so I have read the mail

the stories people often tell

about us that we never knew.

But their existence will float away

just like every word they say

and we will hold hands as they fade.

Shame.  Boatloads of shame.

Day after day, more of the same.

Blame.  Please lift it off.

Please take it off, please make it stop.

(my favorite part here....)

I was so sure of everything

my love to you, so well received.

And I just strutted 'round your town

knowing I didn't let you down.

The truth be known, the truth be told,

my heart was always fairly cold

posing to be as warm as yours,

my way of getting in your world.

But now I'm out and I've had time 

to look around and think 

and see into another world

that's filled with guilt and overwhelming

Shame.  Boatloads of shame.

Day after day, more of the same.

Blame.  Please lift it off. 

Please take it off, please make it stop.

And everyone, they have a heart.

And when they break and fall apart,

they need somebody's helping hand.

I used to say, just let 'em fall.

It wouldn't bother me at all.

I couldn't help them, now I can.