Elliott Smith - 1.4.98 lyrics

You'll make the scene like you always do. Goin' upstream down the ave. to f** some Trophy boy that you won tonight at the bar. So bad, so far. you'll make him sad, shooting star. When it was me, i was mementarily proud; Full of dreams now i'm glad I didn't say out loud, hoping you'd be for real but i don't believe that you are. So bad, so far. you'll make him sad, shooting star. you're Distant and cold and a sight to behold. when Everybody just s**s. no one gets on With you very long, 'cus you don't feel bad When you lie. I'm goin' to sleep now, going back to find square 1 square 2 beware i can deal with the sh** You've just done. It won't be sad, to say the least it's gonna Be hard. So bad, so far.you'll make him sad, shooting star.