Southern Belle - Elliott Smith

Killing a southern belle is all you know how to do

That and give other people hell

It’s what they expect from you, too

But I wouldn’t have you how you are

I don’t want to walk around

I don’t even want to breathe

I live in a southern town

Where all you can do is grit your teeth

But I wouldn’t have you how you are

How come you’re not ashamed of what you are?

And sorry that you’re the one she got?

Ain’t nobody looking now

Nobody, nothing’s said

No one’s about to shout

Nobody’s seeing red

But I wouldn’t have you how you are

You’re killing a southern belle

Killing a southern belle

Killing a southern belle