Queen of Hearts
and Sister Vanity.
Took me by the hand to show me royalty.
In this castle so many things to see.
And all I could become,
a knight wasted away.
{Chorus:}
I said Ooh ooh...it's not any thing you did to me.
It's not what you made me feel I did to you.
I cry, angry that I played the fool.
For these are the tears of my own shame.
Even just a page I never thought to read.
And the writing on the wall became a tapestry.
The blues I felt, the reds they blinded me.
And all the greens only taught me jealousy.
{Chorus}
And I am not what I care to be.
And she is not what I came to see.
And like some Shakespearean tragedy.
That in the end I have to question...finally.
Steve Lukather - Tears Of My Own Shame Lyrics
Steve Lukather - Tears Of My Own Shame Lyrics
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Queen of Hearts
and Sister Vanity.
Took me by the hand to show me royalty.
In this castle so many things to see.
And all I could become,
a knight wasted away.
{Chorus:}
I said Ooh ooh...it's not any thing you did to me.
It's not what you made me feel I did to you.
I cry, angry that I played the fool.
For these are the tears of my own shame.
Even just a page I never thought to read.
And the writing on the wall became a tapestry.
The blues I felt, the reds they blinded me.
And all the greens only taught me jealousy.
{Chorus}
And I am not what I care to be.
And she is not what I came to see.
And like some Shakespearean tragedy.
That in the end I have to question...finally.
and Sister Vanity.
Took me by the hand to show me royalty.
In this castle so many things to see.
And all I could become,
a knight wasted away.
{Chorus:}
I said Ooh ooh...it's not any thing you did to me.
It's not what you made me feel I did to you.
I cry, angry that I played the fool.
For these are the tears of my own shame.
Even just a page I never thought to read.
And the writing on the wall became a tapestry.
The blues I felt, the reds they blinded me.
And all the greens only taught me jealousy.
{Chorus}
And I am not what I care to be.
And she is not what I came to see.
And like some Shakespearean tragedy.
That in the end I have to question...finally.