Lirieke: Morrissey. Your Arsenal. Tomorrow.

Tomorrow, will it really come?
And if it does come
Will I still be human?
All I ask of you is one thing that you never do

Would you put your arms around me?
I won't tell anyone
Tomorrow, does it have to come?
All I ask of you is one thing that you'll never do

Would you put your arms around me?
I won't tell anybody
Tomorrow and what must come before

Oh, the pain in my arms
Oh, the pain in my legs
Through my shiftless body

Tomorrow, it's surely nearer now
You don't think I'll make it
I never said, I wanted to
Well did I?

Oh, the pain in my arms
Oh, the pain in my legs
Oh yeah, oh yeah
No yeah, no yeah
Through my shiftless body

Tomorrow, tomorrow, all I ask of you, oh
Is would you tell me that you love me?
Tell me, tell me that you love me
Tell me, tell me that you love me
Tell me that you love me

I know you don't mean it
I know you don't mean it
Tell me, tell me that you love me
Tell me, tell me that you love me
Tell me, oh, tell me, oh
Tell me, oh, tell me, oh
Tell me, oh, tell me, oh