歌手:The Smiths
专辑:《Singles》

作词 : Marr, Morrissey
All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think i can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still i'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So,what difference does it make ?
So,what difference does it make ?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and i lied,and why ?
Because you asked me to !
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because i've only got two hands
Well,i'm still fond of you,oh-ho-oh
So,what difference does it make ?
Oh,what difference does it make ?
Oh,it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight
Oh,the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole,and then i lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won't see me anymore
Well,i'm still fond of you,oh-ho-oh
But no more apologies
No more,no more apologies
Oh,i'm too tired
I'm so sick and tired
And i'm feeling very sick and ill today
But i'm still fond of you,oh-ho-oh
Oh,my sacred one ...
Oh ...