I Started Something I Couldn't Finish - The Smiths

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