Our days were dark
Our shirts were black
We always stood in the corner of the schoolyard and we exchanged
Deeply disappointed looks
And whenever we were sad
And we were sad quite often
We went to your house
And there we heard the Smiths
Our nights were lonely
Our hearts were heavy
There was no one who could or wanted to understand us
And so we became closer
And whenever we were sad
And we were sad quite often
I took you in my arms
And then we heard The Smiths
Sometimes The Cure or New Order
But mostly the Smiths

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