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Lirieke: Elliott Smith. Elliott Smith. The Biggest Lie.

I'm waiting for the train
Subway that only goes one way
A stupid thing that'll come to pull us apart
Make everybody late

You spent everything you had
Wanted everything to stop that bad
And now I'm a crushed credit card registered to Smith
Not the name that you call me with

You turned white like a Saint
I'm tired of dancing on a pot of gold flake paint
Oh we're so very precious, you and I
And everything that you do makes me want to die

Oh I just told the biggest lie
I just told the biggest lie
The biggest lie