We heard this song in the car on a family road trip. We were all in a fantastic mood but this song made my daughter, Riley, sob and then launched her into a depression that lasted 90 miles over the lyrics “I don’t even need your love.” Hubs, who doesn’t understand moody, Indie Pop love-gone-wrong songs anyway, was completely baffled by her reaction. Luckily, with my extensive adolescent experience in crying to 80’s love songs I was able to jump in and navigate my sensitive girl’s emotions. Since then every time she brings the song up my 4-year-old son, Conor, softly sings the back up lyrics “somebody. Somebody that I used to know” on a loop as if to illustrate her emotional pain.
In preparation for the kids’ teen years I’m going to build Hubs a sound proof room, stocked with AC/DC and a punching bag, so that he can escape all of the emoting in the rest of the house. We’re a sensitive bunch.