Shame About That

I heard the word goin' roundSomebody said she's leavin' townPacked up her bags and left you flatShame about thatSomebody said they saw her cryinSaid she was through with all your lyinSaid wild horses couldn't drag her backShame about thatWell excuse me for my lack of sympathyI don't mean to be cruelBut it sounds like the same kind of thing you did to meBack when I played the foolSo, don't bother knockin' on my door'Cause I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot poleYou dug your grave now lay on backShame about thatWell excuse me for my lack of sympathyI don't mean to be cruelBut it sounds like the same kind of thing you did to meBack when I played the foolSo, don't bother knockin' on my door'Cause I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot poleYou dug your grave now lay on backShame about that