Oh lord or whoever is out there today
I confess my sins in front of you
I've been mean to people
Oh lord, I find myself abstract
Where do I fit in
I'm in the middle of something

Why does memory play a game
Picking pieces of my brain
Can you tell me
Why was I so long ashamed
I was just a child back then
A child

Oh lord or whoever is out there today
I confess my sins
So vividly, I manipulated
Lord, I never understood how to fit in
I was all it was then
It was revenge

Why does memory play a game
Picking pieces of my brain
Can you tell me
Why was I so long ashamed
I was just a child back then
A child

I will smell them all again
All the roses 'til I'm there
Can you tell me
Why does memory fade

When your heart don't cooperate
When your love almost feels like hate
And the ground below you bends like a crooked old friend
When your senses take in the smell of the roses that put you away
When your mind whines in the cell
Did you know you were loved that day

When the blinkers have gone away and the shame comes erupting again
That's when everything tends to say
Did you know you were loved that day
Did you know you were loved that day
Did you know, did you know
And your senses take in the smell

Why does memory play a game
Picking pieces of my brain
Can you tell me
Why was I so long ashamed
I was just a child back then
A child
I will smell them all again
All the roses 'til I'm there
Can you tell me
Why does memory fade