Could this be true, could this be me?
The one who kept himself so high and free
Caught up in the highest game of all
And all my defences tumble and fall
Jun 1984 The Smiths Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I’m miserable now
I was looking for a job and then I found a job
And heaven knows I’m miserable now