Morrissey Already Ate

I think I might try

To just make up my mind

And pluck up the courage

To act upon this urge

And formulate a plan

Where you're the putty

I'm the hands

On second thought no way

What would Steven Morrissey say?

He would tell you not to be foolish

Better to be sullen and mulish

The only way to keep your heart unbroken

Is to leave these words unspoken

Sure stars come out at night

But so do ghouls and other frights

We should stay inside

And talk about it while we hide.

And talk, talk, talk, talk, talk

Til one of us looks at the clock

And then talk some more

Til one of us looks at the door

If you knew what went on

Inside my head

You'd turn all shades of red

And be filled up with dread

If you knew even

Half of what I thought

You'd take off on the spot

And try not to get caught

Sure shyness may be pretty nice

But I need some better advice

I know that I'm unlovable

You do not have to tell me so

The kind of life that I have had

Would turn a shy bald Buddhist bad

Maybe if I ask politely

Morrissey would drop in for tea

But it's probably way too late

I'm guessing he already ate

I think I might try

To just put you out of my mind

You never look at me

Despite every opportunity

Had I world enough and time

Oh the pleasure would be mine

If a double decker bus

Crashed into the both us!

If you knew what went on

Inside my head

You'd turn all shades of red

And be filled up with dread

If you knew even

Half of what I thought

You'd take off on the spot

And try not to get caught