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Last Call Lyrics - Singles - Elliot Smith

Last call, he was sick of it all, asleep at home 

Told you off and goodbye 

Well, you know one day it'll come to haunt you 

That you didn't tell him quite the truth 

 

You're a crisis, you're an icicle 

You're a tongueless talker, you don't care what you say 

You're a jaywalker and you just, just walk away 

And that's all you do 

 

The clap of the fading out sound of your shoes 

Made him wonder who he thought that he knew 

 

Last call, he was sick of it all 

The endless stream of reminders 

Made him so sick of you, sick of you, sick of you 

Sick for your sound, sick of you coming around 

 

Trying to crawl under my skin 

When I've already shed my best defense 

It comes out all around that you won 

And I think I'm all done, you can switch me off safely 

While I'm lying here waiting for sleep to overtake me 

 

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah 

You're still here but just check to make sure 

All you aspired to do was endure 

You can't ask for more, ask for more 

Knowing you'll never get that which you ask for 

 

So you cast your shadow everywhere 

Like the man in the moon 

 

When you start to drink you just want to continue 

It'll all be yesteryear soon 

You start to drink you just want to continue 

It'll all be yesteryear soon 

 

Church bells and now I'm awake 

And I guess it must be some kind of holiday 

I can't seem to join in the celebration 

 

But I'll go to the service and I'll go to pray 

And I'll sing the praises of my Makers name 

Like I was as good as she made me 

And I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 

 

I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 

I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 

I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 

I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 

 

I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 

I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 

I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 

I'm lying here waiting for sleep to overtake me 

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