Testo di Selective Memory

He's crying and now she's gone First time the T.V. isn't on He never would just respond But now it's a tragedy You see what you want to see in your memory. You're looking the other way Forgetting the things you used to say You're living a yesterday That could never really be Selective memory is what you see I don't think that you are even pretending Maybe you just blocked it out of your mind It's easier when it's ending To forget what it ever was It's funny how you're defending The way that it never was You're thinking but it's too late You'll never admit it wasn't great You'd much rather recreate The way it would never be Selective memory has set you free Your memory has set you free