Lyrics: Elliott Smith. Looking Over My Shoulder.

Wiped out in the city slick
another sick rock 'n roller acting like a dick
needin' cash
burnin' through the trash
that piles up in this place
and fills up behind my empty face
full of things that i'm not to do

you come over with all of your friends
and all their opinions i don't want to know
and i'm looking over my shoulder
bookin' away with nowhere to go

i run down to the corner lot
it's forty-five past two
i almost forgot to show
got a date to make with mr. so 'n so
after which
i wont care when you all start to bitch
and moan about bein' alone.

you come over with all of your friends
and all their opinions i don't want to know
and i'm looking over my shoulder
bookin' away with nowhere to go

well can't you just leave me alone
you've already thrown all the sticks and stones you had to send my way
well can't you just leave it at that?
and spare us both the bother cause i just bounce back anyway
i got nothin' that i want to do
more than make another sonnet fuck you to play
whenever you make my life cliche
so to fit in some little box with the all the labelled shit
you would say to keep confusion away

you come over with all of your friends
and all their opinions i don't want to know
and i'm looking over my shoulder
bookin' away with nowhere to go

you come over with all of your friends
and all their opinions i don't want to know
and i'm looking over my shoulder
bookin' away