hidden shame
costello, elvis
i'm sorry to say that you don't know me
i'm sad in ways you never understood
each time i try to tell the ugly truth
you always let it pass you by
you said i 'd never tell you a lie
did you really think i was a bad man?
you always said that that should be my middle name
but you don't know the half of it
you don't know how that name fits
you don't know my hidden shame
from the blame and the torture
must it be my secret for eternity?
till you know my hidden shame you really don't know me
there's a different kind of prison
and it don't even have to look much like a cell
it's already on your mind
we can see it in your eyes
here's the bars and walls as well
you know i'm never coming home
you said you'd stand by me until i cleared my name
sure it's easy to be strong
when you know the charge is wrong
but the days and weeks get long
when you've got a hidden shame
i had a friend when i was just a boy
and we went walking on a high hillside
and i really don't how it happened
he turned to me and had this strange look in his eye
and not a single word was spoken
and i walked down without him and i didn't even sigh
they say you always hurt the one you love
and i'm not saying if i did or if i didn't
that kind of love is always hidden
they locked me up here for the ideas in my head
they never got me for the thing i really did