Driving down the highway with tears streaming down my face, replaying all the memories and the mistakes, shame shame shame, won't let Jacob's house bring me down no more, more, more. There's a silly little boy who used to be so sure, but now he's just another stranger at my door, door, door. If I let him in, he'll just break me like before, I won't go to Jacob's house no more, more, more. Shame.