I mean, sure, I don't always remember chores or do my homework, But you can't say I don't remember the important things, Like how you like your coffee scalding, Or that you prefer the window seat on the bus, And how you love bright colors, all of them, Except pink
So yeah, I may be forgetful, But I sure as hell remember the important stuff And that's what counts, isn't it?
Even if I'll never have to use that knowledge, It's still good to know that I could treat you right if I had the chance