The Smiths - I Know It's Over (Live in Boston)

I can feel the soil falling over my head And as I climb into an empty bed Oh well, enough said I know it's over still I cling I don't know where else I can go Over Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head See, the sea wants to take me The knife Do you think you can help me? Sad veiled bride, please be happy Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly Though she needs you more than she loves you And I know it's over still I cling I don't know where else I can go Over, it's over, it's over, it's over It's over I know it's over And it never really began But in my heart it was so real And you even spoke to me and said "If you're so funny Then why are you on your own tonight? And if you're so clever Then why are you on your own tonight?" "I know because tonight is just like any other night That's why you're on your own tonight With triumphs and your charms While they are in each other's arms" It's so easy to laugh It's so easy to hate It takes strength to be gentle and kind Over, over, over, o-over It's so easy to laugh It's so easy to hate It takes guts to be gentle and kind Over, over Love is natural and real But not for you, my love Not tonight my love Love is natural and real But not for such as you and I, my love Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh, I can feel