Miserable Lie

The Smiths

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 humour is as black as them 
I look at yours, you laugh at mine 
And "love" is just a miserable lie 
You have destroyed my flower-like life 
Not once - twice 
You have corrupt my innocent mind 
Not once - twice 
I know the wind-swept mystical air 
It means : I'd like to see your underwear 
I recognise that mystical air 
It means : I'd like to seize your underwear 
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 ?
...Whalley Range ! 
Into the depths of the criminal world 
I followed her ... 

I need advice, I need advice 
I need advice, I need advice 
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 
Oh oh, oh ... 

I'm just a country-mile behind 
The world 

I'm just a country-mile behind 
The whole world 
Oh oh, oh ... 

Take me when you go 
Oh oh, oh... 

Take me when you go 
Oh oh, oh ... 

I need advice, I need advice