No Name # 2 - Elliott Smith-

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Concrete hands picked up the telephone ring
"Do you know who you're talking to?"
"No, and I don't care who"

She whispered quiet terror news
He didn't give a hoot
Said "do what you have to do"

All she had to do was speak
Mouthpiece to cheek
"Please say no more"
"I'm lying here on the ground

A strip of wet concrete"
Her name was just a broken sound
A stutter step you hear when you're falling down

Killing time won't stop this crime
Killing time won't stop this crime
Killing time won't stop this crime

You better start watching what message that you send now
No more situations I only go in to be kicked out
He got knocked down leaving like he ran into a clothesline
And remembered a couple of words that hid a crime

"You're just fine
You'll be just fine
But I'm on the other line"

Killing time won't stop this crime
Killing time won't stop this crime
Killing time won't stop this crime



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I guess I can relate, though I have a name. I don't remember who gave it to me.

My sister called me Jen (I spell it Gen now...seems more edgy) she told people I was her imaginary friend.

I don't fucking care, She can say whatever she wants, I'm still all she's got. Her girlfriend was jealous of me- HA. Maybe she was a little afraid of me too- HAHA. When she goes out with my sister, I imagine stomping her face in with my platforms. I hate her, my sister's stupid for liking her. She wears the most horrible clothes...

That was so long ago, but it feels like yesterday. Anyways, that's the story of my name.

I imagine my boyfriend saying it, but he never says it.