Elliott Smith - Shooting Star текст песни

You’ll make the scene
Like you always do Going upstream
Down the avenue
To fuck some trophy boy
That you’ll win tonight at the bar
So bad, so far
You’ll make him sad
Shooting star
When it was me I was momentarily proud
Drunk on dreams
Now I’m glad I didn’t say out loud
You said you’d be for real
But I don’t believe that you are
So bad, so far
You make me sad
Shooting star
You’re distant and cold
And a sight to behold
Everybody just sighs
But no one gets on With you very long
Cause you don’t feel bad when you lie
I’m going to sleep now
Going back to find square one
Square two be where
I can deal with the shit you just done
It won’t be soon
Say the least it’s gonna be hard
So bad, so far
Your love is sad
Shooting star
Your love is sad
Shooting star