The madness within ....

I Started Something I Couldn’t Finish

The Smiths

taken from ‘Strangeways’ Here We Come

The lanes were silent
there’s nothing, no one, nothing around for miles
I doused our friendly venture
with a hard-faced
three-word gesture
I started something
I forced you to a zone
and you were clearly
never meant to go
hair brushed and parted
typical me, typical me
typical me
I started something
…and now I’m not too sure
I grabbed you by the guilded beams
that’s what Tradition means
and I doused another venture
with a gesture
that was…absolutely vile
I started something
forced you to a zone
and you were clearly
never meant to go
hair brushed and parted
typical me, typical me
typical me
I started something
…and now I’m not too sure
I grabbed you by the guilded beams
that’s what Tradition means
and now eighteen months’ hard-labour
seems…fair enough
I started something
and I forced you to a zone
and you were clearly
never meant to go
hair brushed and parted
typical me, typical me
typical me
I started something
and now I’m not too sure
I started something
I started something
typical me, typical me
typical me, typical me
typical me, typical me
typical me
I started something
and now I’m not too sure

Morrissey

How Can Anybody Possibly Know How I Feel?

She told me she loved me

which means, she must be insane,

I’ve had my face dragged in

fifteen miles of shit

And I do not, and I do not,

And I do not like it

So how can anybody say

they know how I feel?

The only one around here who is me ……

…… is me