terça-feira, 23 de fevereiro de 2010

love is just...

So, goodbye
Please stay with your own kind
And I'll stay with mine
There's something against us
It's not time
It's not time
So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I know I need hardly say
How much I love your casual way
Oh, but please put your tongue away
A little higher and we're well away
The dark nights are drawing in
And your humor is as black as them
I look at yours, you laugh at mine
And love is just a miserable lie

What do we get for our trouble and pain?
Just a rented room in Whalley Range
What do we get for our trouble and pain ?
Nobody ever looks at me twice
Nobody ever looks at me twice
I'm just a country-mile behind
The world
I'm just a country-mile behind
The whole world
Take me when you go
I need advice, I need advice

The (fucking) Smiths

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