Whatever Happens, I Love You – Morrissey

Late, secret means
But never in my favour
But when all is said and done
It’s you I love
Cold loving prose
We stole each other’s clothes
But when all is said and done
It’s you I love
Yes, yes, yes, oh, yes …
Fights for rights
Everyone’s oh so quick with advice
And when they’ve all said their piece
It’s still you I love
Now just like then
Then, then, then, then, then, yes, yes
No, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Mmm …