I had some high hopes had some high hopesnFor the coming yearnBut as it turns out nothing ever really changes herenAnd when I’ve had about as much as I can takenWhen I feel myself just about to break nI lean into the windnAnd like an infant I reach out for your handnFool me once you knownnShame, shamenShame, shamennAnd as we rehearse our scene we really put our hearts into itnAnd I feel an opening to wiggle through but I don’t want to do itnBut some habits are hard to break hard to breaknAnd some aren’t really habits anymorenAnd when the full force of the hurricane nearly knocks me on the floornI lean into the windnAnd like an infant I reach out for your handnFool me once you knownnShame, shamenShame, shame