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I Know It's Over
by the Smiths

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head,
And as I climb into an empty bed,
Oh well, enough said.
I know it's over, still I cling, I don't know where else I can go, over

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head,
See the sea wants to take me, the knife wants to slit me,
Do you think you can help me?

Sad veil bride, please be happy,
Handsome groom, give her room.
Loud loutish lover treat her kindly,
Though she needs you more than she loves you.

And I know it's over, still I cling, I don't know where else I can go, over over over over, I know it's over
I know it's over, and it never really began,
But in my heart, it was so real and you even spoke to me and said:

If you're so funny, then why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so clever, then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very entertaining, then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very good looking, why do you sleep alone tonight?
I know, because tonight is just like any other night,
It's why you're on your own tonight.

With your triumphs and your charms,
Oh there in each others arms.

It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate,
It takes strength to be gentle and kind, over over over over
It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate,
It takes guts to be gentle and kind, over over

Love is natural and real
But not for you my love,
Not tonight my love,
Love is natural and real,
But not for such as you and I my love.

Oh mother I can feel the soil falling over my head,
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