< Alamada >
- Elliott Smith
You walk down alamada shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone
Like some precious only son
Face down, bow to the champion
You walk down alamada looking at the cracks
in the sidewalk
Thinking about your friends
How you maintain all them
in a constant state of suspense
For your own protection over their affection
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos
you can't finish what you start
Walk down alamada brushing off,
the nightmare you wish
Could plague me when I'm awake
So now you see your first mistake
was thinking that you could relate
For one or two minutes she liked you
But the fix is in
You're all pretension
I never pay attention
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos
you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own
'cos you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own
'cos you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
If you're alone it must be you
that wants to be apart