why should i feel ashamed
Every night I go Every night I go Sneaking out the door I lie a little more Baby, I'm helpless There's something bout the night And the way it hides all the things I like Little black butterflies Deep inside me What would my mama do (uh-oh uh-oh) If she knew bout me and you? (uh-oh uh-oh) Oh, what would my daddy say (uh-oh uh-oh) If he saw me hurt this way? (uh-oh uh-oh)

FEELING GUILTY AT THE MENTION OF YOUR NAME