Smeared Black Ink: Your Palms Are Sweating, And I'm Barely Listening To Last Demands.
I'm Staring At The Asphalt Wondering,
What's Burried Underneath Where I Am.

I'll Wear My Badge: A Vinyl Sticker With Big Block Letters, Adherent To My Chest.
That Tells Your New Friends,
I Am A Visitor Here: I Am Not Permenent.
And The Only Thing Keeping Me Dry, Is Where I Am.

You Seem So Out Of Context,
In The Gaudy Apartment Complex.
A Stranger With The Door Key,
Explaining That I'm Just Visiting.
And I Am Finally Seeing,
That I Was The One Worth Leaving.

D.C. Sleeps Alone Tonight.

You Seem So Out Of Context,
In The Gaudy Apartment Complex.
A Stranger With The Door Key,
Explaining That I'm Just Visiting.
And I Am Finally Seeing,
That I Was The One Worth Leaving.
The District Sleeps Alone Tonight,
After The Bars Turn Out Their Lights.
And Send The Autos Swerving,
Into The Lonliest Evening.
And I Am Finally Seeing,
That I Was The One Worth Leaving.