Elliott Smith Follow

Thought you'd be looking for the next in line to love then ignore
Put out and put away
And so you'd soon be leaving me alone like I'm supposed to be
Tonight, tomorrow and everyday

There's nothing here that you'll miss
I can guarantee you this is a cloud of smoke
Trying to occupy space
What a f**king joke, what a f**king joke

I waited for a bus to separate the both of us
And take me off far away from you
'Cause my feelings never change a bit I always feel like shit
I don't know why I guess that I just do

You once talked to me about love and you painted pictures
Of a never-neverland
And I could've gone to that place but I didn't understand
I didn't understand, I didn't understand