How do you choose your words –nThat’s where I judge your darling.nWhere the attention comes from depends on how much I care.nAnd I do remember waking up with a headache in your parents’ livingroom.nnI remember those years, they’re hard not to remember.nAll the things you wrote then, I know them word by word,nBut I don’t remember playing your piano in your parents’ livingroom.nnOh, so they say: Oh, shut up, will you!nIt’s so strange how much in life that changes you.nAnd I do remember waking up with a headache in your parents’ livingroom.nnA smell and a sound, a moving picture can take you back again.nAnd I, I don’t know how to take it.nAnd you, you don’t know how to spell it, nYeah, you don’t know how to spell it.nnThere’s so much we need to say, there’s so much to understand.nOn my way home in the car you held my hand.nAnd I do remember sleeping in your house, on the floor,nWith the dust in my eye.nnOh, so they say: Oh, shut up, will you!nThere are so many secrets and I’m telling this one to you,nTurning back all the clocks and the memories from your parent’s livingroom.nnA smell and a sound, a moving picture can take you back again.nAnd you, you just know how to spell it.nAnd I, I don’t know how to take it.n