"What A Shame" lyrics - SHANE SMITH & THE SAINTS

If my life rode on a ship I'd chase down some hurricanes
We'd have stories once those howlin' winds had passed
And if I'd wanted my whole life to be laid out in black and white
I'd have turned my weathered sails some time ago
But I stayed steady on that stream, with river rocks and gasoline
Bumpin' curbs on every turn we would make
The friends we made and lovers past
Bail bond loans and Sunday Mass
They have opened up a newer life to me

Well what a shame, a cryin' shame
9:00 to 5:00 it's all the same
But you won't take those wasted hours to your grave
And oh, good God don't rest my soul and let my sails fall to a fold
I'm still runnin' and a racin', wishin' on a fallen star

And how much money meets your desire
And how much heat can you take 'fore you feel the fire
I don't think it's worth the pain, but who am I to say?
Because I feel like every other day I sing another sad song about livin' free
I lose another little piece of the puzzle that got me here
Another road house fight cast down by sin
Another blow out ten miles from town again
Another sold out night that makes it worth the fight and the life I want to live
If I'd love the Lord by, sing loud 'til they turn out your very last light
When you're gone, what do you have but the song you sang?
And there ain't no one to kill me back
I can't change my ways once I felt like that
If I'd have won in a life of the memories

Well what a shame, a cryin' shame
9:00 to 5:00 it's all the same
But you won't take those wasted hours to your grave
And as I watch my hour glass
Grains of sand are like days of past
Brace the storm, this is your love, your life, your task

And as I watch my hour glass
Grains of sand are like days of past
Brace the storm, this is your love, your life, your task