Brow of My Beloved - Morrissey

There’s a wild wide world

Made of people like me

And they can’t wait to be

With people like me

But what do I do?

I sit here stuck with you know who

Oh, brow of my beloved

Oh, you’re always, you’re always the same

Oh, you’re always so furrowed

Yes, you’re always exactly the same

It’s a wild wide world

I was hoping that you could

Stick both of your lips

To my lips for good

But what do I do?

I sit here stuck with you know who

Oh, brow of my beloved

Oh, you’re always, you’re always the same

Oh, you’re always so furrowed

Yes, you’re always exactly the same

Oh, brow of my beloved

How come you’re always, you’re always the same?

Oh, you’re always so troubled

Yes, you’re always exactly the same

Oh, brow of my beloved

How come you’re always exactly the same?

Oh, you’re always so troubled

Yes, you’re always exactly the same

Oh, brow of my beloved

How come you’re always, you’re always the same?

Oh, you’re always so furrowed

Yes, you’re always exactly the same

Oh…