Single File -
by Elliott Smith
| Here in line where stupid shit collides | |
| With dying shooting stars | |
| All we got to show what we really are | |
| Is the same kind of scars | |
| And looking at you, all I see | |
| Is you're waiting for something | |
| Single file, you're a murder mile | |
| You idiot kid, your arm's got a death in it | |
| If you're choking up take this paper cup | |
| But there's a price you'll pay | |
| For trying hard to become whatever they are | |
| And saying whatever they say | |
| So help yourself to this bitter pill | |
| Or somebody else will | |
| Single file, you're a murder mile | |
| You idiot kid, your arm's got a death in it | |
| Single file, single file, single file, single file |