Smiths - Miserable Lie Lyrics
So, goodbyePlease stay with your own kindAnd i'll stay with mineThere's something against usIt's not timeIt's not timeSo, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbyeI know i need hardly sayHow much i love your casual wayOh, but please put your tongue awayA little higher and we're well awayThe dark nights are drawing inAnd your humour is as black as themI look at yours, you laugh at mineAnd "love" is just a miserable lieYou have destroyed my flower-like lifeNot once - twiceYou have corrupt my innocent mindNot once - twiceI recognise that mystical airIt means : i'd like to see your underwearI know the wind-swept mystical airIt means : i'd like to see your underwearWhat do we get for our trouble and pain ?Just a rented room in whalley rangeWhat do we get for our trouble and pain ?...whalley range !Into the depths of the criminal worldI followed her ...I need advice, i need adviceI need advice, i need adviceBecause nobody ever looks at me twiceNobody ever looks at me twiceI'm just a country-mile behindThe worldI'm just a country-mile behindThe whole worldOh oh, oh ...I'm just a country-mile behindThe worldI'm just a country-mile behindThe whole worldOh oh, oh ...Take me as you goOh oh, oh...Take me as you goOh oh, oh ...I need advice, i need advice