I PUT THE SHAME ON YOU
Like a butterfly in a box
I am torn, pressed and pinioned
Abandoned by my family in my hour of need
Am I not in the court of public opinion?
Hermione stood in stone behind a curtain
Waiting for a sound cue
Philomele sat silently weaving
Would you cut out my tongue too?
Well, I simply can't account for my inner situation
Aren't I still your reigning paragon of virtue
Not some mute bird to fly into the wild blue
You put the blame on me
But it's wrong what you do
I put the shame on you
You put the blame on me
But from my point of view
I put the shame on you.
Mother dear, you quiz and you stare
Father "Jump the Gun" you got me in your sights
Brother can't you see through a forest of trees
Are you so blind you buy what's officially right?
If Balthus painted me when I was sleeping
Would you all forgive me for that?
I could swear on a stack, I wouldn't hide the facts
Not if God himself accomplished the task.
Well, I've dried my many tears out on the open road
Now I really have to draw
A different picture of you all
But I'm a strong, proud Mary gonna stand up tall.
You put the blame on me
But it's wrong what you do
I put the shame on you
You put the blame on me
But from my point of view
I put the shame on you.
Even if a carry the bad seed inside of me
You should welcome me to your breast
Even if I bear a horn-headed devil
From a coven of witches from Central Park West!
Well, I can take a hint
I'll go and I'll sit in my own house
Knitting caps and stockings
Mama will get by without some mockingbirds
Sitting in a house flocking and talking.
Did I drink from a bottle of Miracle-Gro?
Well, I have no such memory
I'm as pure as Tess
But should I die like poor Lucrecia
Just to please my family?
Well, I won't go that far -- not for love or money
No, you won't catch me sobbing in a strawberry patch
Well you can read this Marquise as a matter of fact
You put the blame on me
But it's wrong what you do
I put the shame on you
You put the blame on me
But from my point of view
I put the shame on you.