LYRICS GAME

Our days were dark

Our shirts were black

We'd always stand in the schoolyard corner and swap

deeply disappointed looks

And whenever we were sad

And we were sad pretty often

We'd go to your place

And there we'd listen to the Smiths

Our nights were lonely

Our hearts were heavy

There was nobody who could or wanted to understand us

And so we grew closer

And whenever we were sad

And we were sad pretty often

I'd take you in my arms

And then we'd listen to the Smiths

Sometimes The Cure or New Order too

But mostly the Smiths