I had some high hopes had some high hopes   For the coming year   But as it turns out nothing ever really changes here   And when I’ve had about as much as I can take   When I feel myself just about to break    I lean into the wind   And like an infant I reach out for your hand   Fool me once you know      Shame, shame   Shame, shame      And as we rehearse our scene we really put our hearts into it   And I feel an opening to wiggle through but I don’t want to do it   But some habits are hard to break hard to break   And some aren’t really habits anymore   And when the full force of the hurricane nearly knocks me on the floor   I lean into the wind   And like an infant I reach out for your hand   Fool me once you know      Shame, shame   Shame, shame