The boy with the thorn in his side

The Smiths

The boy with the thorn in his side

Behind the hatred there lies

A murderous desire for love

How can they look into my eyes

And still they don't believe me?

How can they hear me say those words

Still they don't believe me?

And if they don't believe me now

Will they ever believe me?

And if they don't believe me now

Will they ever, they ever, believe me?

Oh...

The boy with the thorn in his side

Behind the hatred there lies

A plundering desire for love

How can they see the love in our eyes

And still they don't believe us?

And after all this time

They don't want to believe us

And if they don't believe us now

Will they ever believe us?

And when you want to live

How do you start?

Where do you go?

Who do you need to know?

Oh...

Oh no...

Oh...

La...