Text: Elliott Smith. New Moon. See You Later.

:
I got a choke chain
made out of nightrain
to keep your memory down
in quicksand from the main man
to drown everything out
we were out on a joyride
fucked up from insides
always at a dead stall
from sticking pins into miniature men
who can't feel it at all

see you later
see you later
if i see you at all
see you later

walk thru thick mud
looking for new blood
thinking i heard your name
cruel imagination still giving you pain
just to find you with your
masterminder
running your affairs
saying how your better now
since it killed all your other cares

see you later
see you later
if i see you at all

see you later
see you later
if i see you at all

see you later
see you later
if i see you at all
see you later