No Name #4 — текст песни (Elliott Smith)

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 lets just forget about him
The car was cold and it smelled like old cigarettes and pine
In her bag I saw things she drew when she was mine
Like this one here
Her alone nobody near
What a shame lets 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