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Rebecca Lynn Howard

Phone rings 2 am,
Oh, no here we go again.

It's you on my caller ID
In the middle of a catasify.
How many times can your heart break?
I've heard all that I can take.

What a shame.
The whole world can stop turning,
Its burning you up inside,
Too bad you're so full of pride.

What a pity
Nobody understands you,
A complicated man who
Knows he's always right.

What a shame
What a pity
What a pity
What a shame
What a shame
What a pity
What a pity
What a shame

Like Tom Cruise and Russell Crow,
Hollywood's where you should go.
Lord knows you've got the act of drama king
And that's a fact.

How many times can one sky fall?
I can't take another call.
What a shame.
The whole world can stop turning,

Its burning you up inside,
Too bad you're so full of pride.
What a pity
Nobody understands you,

A complicated man who
Knows he's always right.

What a shame,
What a pity,
What a pity,
What a shame.
What a shame
What a pity
What a pity
What a shame.

Some people never learn
And that's too bad.
You can't get it through your head,
I don't want you back.

What a shame.
Oh, what a pity,
What a shame.
What a pity,
What a shame.
What a shame.

Burning you up inside
Too bad you are so full of pride.
What a pity
Nobody understands you,
A complicated man who
Knows he's always right.

What a shame, Lord knows
What a pity,
What a shame, Lord knows
What a pity,
What a shame
What a pity
What a pity

What a shame.
What a shame
What a pity
What a pity
What a shame.

Written by FRASIER, DAVID RAY / DAMPHIER, THOMAS WILLIAM / BUTLER, HOLLY G.
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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