It's in a stony glare   It's up the creaky stairway   We sat in the wicker chair   You know the one we used to share   And it's just the kind of thing that we don't talk about anymore       Remember when your sister was young   She wore a ring in her tongue   Got shown the door by your mum   And now she has a 5 year old son   And it's just the kind of thing that she won't talk about anymore      I'll bet you wouldn't believe me   If I whispered in your ears and said   I can see a pink elephant   and it's standing on the corner of the bed   You'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head      You were a girl, you weren't sure   You cared for your family anymore   Looked for the mother you had before   And it shook them all to the core   And it's just the kind of thing that you don't talk about anymore      I recall your friend back home   She brought up a kid on her own   But he died before he had grown   So she gave you all the clothes that she'd sewn   And it's just the kind of thing that she don't talk about anymore      I'll bet you wouldn't believe me   If I whispered in your ear and said   I can see a pink elephant   and it's standing on the corner of the bed   I'll bet you wouldn't believe me   If I whispered in your ear and said   I can see a pink elephant   and it's standing on the corner of the bed   You'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head      You'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head   Yeah, you'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head   Yeah, you'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your