Faces placed in frames litter a memory.
Fading, decomposed in the periphery.
It's such a shame.
It's such a shame, shame, shame.
It's such a shame,
It's such a shame, shame, shame.
Fingers pointed,
Nobody to take the blame.
Watching the time pass,
Knowing it won't be the same.
It's such a shame.
It's such a shame, shame, shame.
It's such a shame.
It's such a shame, shame, shame.
Where are the beautiful moments?
What is this game we play?
It's such a shame.
It's such a shame, shame, shame.
These long years go by and not a thing has changed.
You know we never will,
Cause this is just the way we play.
It's such a shame.
It's such a shame, shame, shame.
It's such a shame.
It's such a shame, shame, shame.
Where are the beautiful moments?
What is this game that we play?
It's such a shame.
It's such a shame, shame, shame.
It's such a shame.
It's such a shame, shame, shame.
It's such a shame.
It's such a shame, shame, shame, shame.