Dig, if you will, the pictures Of all the people that you've missed The one with me looks best, you hate it 'cause your hair's a mess Now baby My memory's hazy Like the look of those new jeans They can't believe he's only eighteen Don't knock it 'till you try it while the clothes are on the line I said baby You've gotten so lazy Let's learn how to play dead I'll never forget the stupid things that we did Like characters from Dickens only with a new ritual Of smoking and kissing Those needles and pins are a fixture Of her underrated fashion sense She dresses like Keith if he took care of her teeth Now baby Your memory's hazy When it becomes apparent All that you inherit Are traits that drive you crazy And you're lost inside the mazes Oh baby You must think I'm crazy That my love is mislead I've learnt how to play dead Loading the final points of the game that you play If I decide to stay I'll surely aim to please I can never bear to leave you I could never bear to leave you I'll never forget the stupid things that we did Like characters from Dickens only with a new ritual Of smoking and kissing That I'm probably missing That I'm probably missing