Tác giả : Elliott Smith
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Concrete hands picked up the telephone ring 
Do you know who's you're talking to? 
No, and i don't care who 
She whispered quiet terror news 
He didn't give a hoot 
Said do what you have to do 
All she had to do was speak 
Mouthpiece to cheek 
Please say no more 
I'm lying here on the ground 
A strip of wet concrete 
Her name was just a broken sound 
A stutter step you hear when you're falling down 
Killing time won't stop this crying 
Killing time won't stop this crying 
Killing time won't stop this crying 
You better start watching what message that you send now 
No more situations i only go in to be kicked out 
He got knocked down leaning like he ran into a clothesline 
And remembered a couple of words that hid a crime 
You're just fine 
You'll be just fine 
But i'm on the other line 
Killing time won't stop this crying 
Killing time won't stop this crying 
Killing time won't stop this crying