Lyrics: Finn Anderson
Music: Finn Anderson
Secondhand Shame
SARAH
Can't I have one day?
Without you breathin' in my ear,
Without your voice inside my head
With words of caution, guilt & fear.
Just one day,
Without feelin' like you're on my back.
Every time my heart soars
You're right there with a heart attack.
Is this all you left me?
A body full of second-hand shame
And a box with my name on it.
Couldn't you have left me
To my own devices?
I've moved on.
This is the happiest day
Of all the days I can remember.
And you've been gone
Under the soil
A year come Sepetember.
So why do I still feel the burn
Of your sharp tongue at every turn?
I'm thirty four now, you don't get a say.
Can't I just have both feet in the future,
Just for one day?
Why carry dead weight?
Fedexed from a brother,
Dragged from one home to another.
It's just dead weight
But it's heavy on my bones
And now it's hangin' in my home.
Is this what you wanted?
For me to be forever second-guessin'
Always doubtin' every blessin'
Always feelin' like I'm hunted
By a life I left behind.
I've moved on.
This is the happiest home
Of all the homes I can remember.
I'm long gone,
Left as soon as I could,
Fourteen years come November.
So don't you think it's way past time
I made my own bed?
Way past time I became
The voice in my own head?
And you can't say I'm runnin' away from myself
Cause I was never myself in the first place.
It's just one box.
Probably somethin' sentimental.
It's a cobweb in a corner.
The dead cannot be reborn.
Her legacyβ one box!
So just perform the exorcism,
Makin Sarah guilty,
That was always betty's specialism.
Clear the past away,
Then the future can begin today.
Today
Today