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. Just because I could. 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. Hidden shame shame shame. That I can't get free. From the blame and the torture. And the misery. Must it be my secret for eternity?. Till you know my hidden shame you really don't know me. Well 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. Boy we can see it in your eyes. So here's the bars and walls as well. Well you know I'm never coming home babe. 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. CHORUS. I had a friend when I was just a boy. We were like brothers we would run and hide. 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. I must have pushed him but I don't remember why. And all at once he lay there broken. And I walked down without him and I didn't even sigh. CHORUS. They say you always hurt the one you love. And I'm not saying if I did or if I didn't. But like my shame 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. CHORUS.