Well there′s three version of this story, Mine, and yours and then the truth. And we can put it down to circumstanceOur childhood then our youth. Out of sentimental gain I wanted you to feel my pain, But it came back return to sender. I read your mind and tried to call, My tears could fill the Albert hall. Is this the sound of sweet surrender? What a shame we never listened. I told you through the television. And all that went away was the price we paid. People spend a life time this way. Oh what a shame. So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus. Oh, and with your poster 30 foot high at the back of Toy-R-Us. I wrote a letter in my mind but the words were so unkind about a man I can't remember. I don′t recall the reasons why. I must have meant them at the time. Is this the sound of sweet surrender? What a shame we never listened. I told you through the television. And all that went away was the price we paid. People spend a life time this way And that's how they stay. Words come easy when they're true Words come easy when they′re true So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus. Oh, and with your poster 30 foot high at the back of Toy-R-Us. Now we can put it down to circumstance our childhood then our youth. What a shame we never listened I told you through the television And all that went away was the price we paid People spend a lifetime this way And that′s how they stay Oh what a shame. People spend a lifetime this way Oh what a shame Such a shame, what a shame