The Smiths - I Started Something I Couldn't Finish lyrics

The lanes were silent

There was nothing, no one, nothing around for miles

I doused our friendly venture

With a hard-faced

Three-word gesture

I started something

I forced you to a zone

And you were clearly

Never meant to go

Hair brushed and parted

Typical me, typical me

Typical me

I started something

...and now I'm not too sure

I grabbed you by the guilded beams

Uh, that's what tradition means

And I doused another venture

With a gesture

That was... absolutely vile

I started something

I forced you to a zone

And you were clearly

Never meant to go

Hair brushed and parted

Typical me, typical me

Typical me

I started something

...and now I'm not too sure

I grabbed you by the guilded beams

Uh, that's what tradition means

And now eighteen months' hard labour

Seems... fair enough

I started something

And I forced you to a zone

And you were clearly

Never meant to go

Hair brushed and parted

Typical me, typical me

Typical me

I started something

And now I'm not too sure

I started something

I started something

Typical me, typical me

Typical me, typical me

Typical me, typical me

Typical me

I started something

And now I'm not too sure