Ought to be ashamed

The shame of taking up space And then The shame of being around someone Who's taking up too much space And then The shame itself in front of my face Folds out Like a fan or a body in the shape Of an envelope containing every shape of shame Of shame of shame of shame The shame of being like this And then The shameful act of getting a grip I spill myself all over myself And change into the shame Like I'm putting on a slip Go out Deliver a dream of a kiss Like a packed up envelope Singing a myth To a parade of animals dressed in shame In shame in shame Is it ever enough Is it ever enough Is it ever enough Is it ever enough You ought to be ashamed of yourself When you're calling my bluff When you're calling my bluff Is it ever enough Is it ever enough Is it ever enough Is it ever enough You said do you remember me And I said honey, just enough Asked myself if it was anything Worth the time to rebuff And I'm not proud of it But look how I allowed it In shame in shame In shame in shame My shame my shame (Is it ever enough) My shame my shame (Is it ever enough) Is it ever enough Is it ever enough