歌词：Elliott Smith. Roman Candle. No Name #1.

At a party he was waiting
Looking kind of spooky and withdrawn
Like he could be underwater
The mighty mother with her hundred arms
Swept all aside
I hate to walk behind other people's ambition
I saw you waiting
Saint like
With your warning
Leave alone
You don't belong here
He got nervous
Started whistling
Every thought a ricochet
Did you notice?
Well I wondered
What's the worst thing I could say?
And I froze up and sighed
You remind me of someone's daughter
I forgot her
I forgot her name ashamed
Go home and live with your pain
Leave alone
Leave alone 'cos you know you don't belong
You don't belong here
And when I go
Don't you follow
Leave alone
Leave alone 'cos you know you don't belong
You don't belong here
Slip out quiet
Nobody's looking
Leave alone
You don't belong here