No Name #4

- Elliott Smith
Released: 1994 Genres: Rock
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Lyric "No Name #4"

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, let's just forget all about it

The car was cold and it 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 ear to 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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Elliott Smith

Elliott Smith

Steven Paul Smith (August 6, 1969 – October 21, 2003) was an American singer, songwriter, and musician. Smith was born in Omaha, Nebraska, raised primarily in Texas, and lived for much of his life in Portland, Oregon, where he first gained popularity. Smith's primary instrument was the guitar, though he was also proficient with piano, clarinet, bass guitar, drums, and harmonica. Smith had a distinctive vocal style, characterized by his "whispery, spiderweb-thin delivery", and used multi-tracking to create vocal layers, textures, and harmonies.