don't go down
elliott smith
she was hard and as cracked as the liberty bell
i got her to come on and move in with me
and i said i'd find a better place we could spend eternity
her mama called me a thief
and her dad called himself commander-in-chief
i fought him off with my love
but i knew the sense of worthlessness she'd have to rise above
she had seen her own body outlined in chalk
and her ghost leaned down to kiss me with a message from the sun