Why do you telephone?
And why send me silly notes?
I'm so sorry...
Why do you come here?
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know...
Why do you come?
You had to sneak into my room.
Just to read my diary...
It was just to see, just to see
All the things you knew, i'd written about you
Oh so many illustrations...

A Morrissey entonces iremos.