No Name #4 Lyrics

Elliott Smith

For a change she got out before he hurt her bad Took her records and clothes and pictures of her boy It really made her sad, packed it up and didn't look back I'm okay lets just forget all about him
The car was cold and it's smelled like old cigarettes and pine In her bag, I saw things She drew when she was nine, like this one here Her alone nobody near what a shame let's just not talk about it
No, it doesn't look like you But you did wear cowboy boots That's your fame There's no question about it
Once we got back inside with one into the ground I was ready to hide 'Cos I don't know who's around And you look scared
It's our secret do not tell okay? Let's just not talk about it Don't tell okay Let's just forget all about it

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