Morrissey. Bona Drag. Will Never Marry. Zeneszám

I'm writing this to say
In a gentle way
Thank you, but no
I will live my life as I
Will undoubtedly die, alone

I'm writing this to say
In a gentle way
Thank you
I will live my life as I, oh
For whether you stay or you stray

An inbuilt guilt catches up with you
And as it comes around to your place
At 5 a.m., wakes you up
And it laughs in your face