No Name #2 - Elliott Smith

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 out

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 were just fine

You’ll be just fine

But I’m on the other line»

Killing time won’t stop this crime