how come someone hasn't noticed that i'm dead

smiths lyrics which can also be used as excuses to deflect unwanted romantic attention:

why do i smile at people who i'd much rather kick in the eye

i didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry

sweetness i was only joking when i said by rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed

i still love you but only slightly less than i used to

don't come to the house tonight because you'll slip on the trail of my bespattered remains

how come someone hasn't noticed that i'm dead

did i ever tell you, by the way i never did like your face

i'd like to drop my trousers to the world

i know i'm unloveable you don't have to tell me

typical me i started something and now i'm not too sure

but i don't want a lover i just want to be seen in the back of your car

bigmouth strikes again and i've got no right to take my place with the human race

i've come to wish you an unhappy birthday because you're evil and you lie and if you should die i may feel slightly sad but i won't cry

sing me to sleep and then leave me alone

i've got this terrible cold coming on

i want to catch something that i might be ashamed of