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Elliott Smith: Between the Bars.

I'll defend you, even if you hurt me. I'll love you, even when I see other girls catching your eye, like I do every night. I'll hold you up when you drunkenly say my name. I'll do it until the butterflies go away. We'll both be in a new city soon and I'm dreaming.

Drink up, baby, stay up all night. The things you could do, you won't but you might. The potential you'll be, that you'll never see, the promises you'll only make. Drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days. Do what I say and I'll make you okay and drive them away, the images stuck in your head. People you've been before that you don't want around anymore that push and shove and won't bend to your will, I'll keep them still. Drink up, baby, look at the stars. I'll kiss you again between the bars where I'm seeing you there with your hands in the air, waiting to finally be caught. Drink up one more time and I'll make you mine. Keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest, where I like you the best and keep the things you forgot. The people you've been before that you don't want around anymore, that push and shove and won't bend to your will, I'll keep them still.



Photograph by Larry Clark.