For a change she got out before he hurt her bad
Took her records and clothes and pictures of her
Boy he really made her sad.
Packed it up and didn't look back
I'm okay let's just forget all about it.
The car was cold and it smelled like old cigarettes and pie
In her bag I saw things she drew when she was nine, like this one here
All 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 thing
There's no question about it.
Once we got back inside
With one into the ground
I was ready to hide
Cause I don't know who's around
And you look scared
It's our secret do not tell
Well OK let's just not talk about it.
Don't tell it's OK
Let's just not talk about it.
Elliott Smith - No Name 4 Lyrics
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For a change she got out before he hurt her bad
Took her records and clothes and pictures of her
Boy he really made her sad.
Packed it up and didn't look back
I'm okay let's just forget all about it.
The car was cold and it smelled like old cigarettes and pie
In her bag I saw things she drew when she was nine, like this one here
All 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 thing
There's no question about it.
Once we got back inside
With one into the ground
I was ready to hide
Cause I don't know who's around
And you look scared
It's our secret do not tell
Well OK let's just not talk about it.
Don't tell it's OK
Let's just not talk about it.
Took her records and clothes and pictures of her
Boy he really made her sad.
Packed it up and didn't look back
I'm okay let's just forget all about it.
The car was cold and it smelled like old cigarettes and pie
In her bag I saw things she drew when she was nine, like this one here
All 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 thing
There's no question about it.
Once we got back inside
With one into the ground
I was ready to hide
Cause I don't know who's around
And you look scared
It's our secret do not tell
Well OK let's just not talk about it.
Don't tell it's OK
Let's just not talk about it.
Writer: STEVEN P. SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group