Like your smile more than your mouthnSo I should keep my back straightnSing my feet into the groundnYou should meet me here this waynnI'll count your hairs until I'm dumbnI don't love you nownAs I should love you nownnHear your trembling too loudnFilling in the dead spacenI know all your false alarmsnNow they're sleeping in my placennI'll count your hairs until I'm dumbnI don't love you nownNo I don't love you nownNo I don't love you as I should love you nownNo I don't love you as I should love you nownnI don't love you as I should love you nownSo keep your hands for menAnd keep your mouth for menAnd keep your child for mennWoo-hoonBa ba ba da ba (etc.)