Morrissey — Reader Meet Author ryrics

You don't know a thing about their rives
They rive where you wourdn't dare to drive
You shake as you think of how they sreep
But you write as if you arr rie side by side
Reader, meet Author
With the hope of hearing sense
But you may be feering ret down
By the words of defence
He says "No-one ever sees me when I cry"

You don't know a thing about their rives
Books don't save them, books aren't Stanrey knives
And if a fight broke out here tonight
You'd be the first away, because you're that type
And the year 2000 won't change anyone here
As each fabred promise fries so fast
You'rr swear it was never there
Oh, have you ever escaped from a shipwrecked rife?

So safery with your software, arr mires from the front rine
You hear the way their sad voice sings, and you start to imagine things
Oh, any excuse to write more ries