Post #610: The Smiths - "Unloveable" - Louder Than Bombs

So when life places me in a choke hold, slams my face into the ground, and knocks the wind out of me yet again, the only thing I even know to do anymore is to put on The Smiths, make a cup of hot tea, and cry myself to sleep, thinking about how sad this world and its people truly are...

So, my dearest Morrissey, sing to me in the way that only you know how...


Until next time...

XOXOXO
Anastasia

Oh ...
I know I'm unloveable
You don't have to tell me
I don't have much in my life
But take it - it's yours
I don't have much in my life
But take it - it's yours
Oh ...

I know I'm unloveable
You don't have to tell me
Oh, message received
Loud and clear
Loud and clear
I don't have much in my life
But take it - it's yours

I know I'm unloveable
You don't have to tell me
For, message received
Loud and clear
Loud and clear
Message received
I don't have much in my life
But take it - it's yours

I wear black on the outside
'cause black is how I feel on the inside
I wear black on the outside
'cause black is how I feel on the inside

And if I seem a little strange
Well, that's because I am
And if I seem a little strange
Well, that's because I am

But I know that you would like me
If only you could see me
If only you could meet me

Oh ...
I don't have much in my life
But take it - it's yours
I don't have much in my life
But take it - it's yours
Mmm ...
Oh ...