Song in my head...

and it won't go away

smeared black ink: your palms are sweaty and I'm barely listening to last demands
i'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried 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 permanent
and the only thing keeping me dry is where i am

you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
a stranger with a door key explaining that i am just visiting
and i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving

d.c. sleeps alone tonight

you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
a stranger with a door key explaining that i am just visiting
and i am finally seeing why 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 loneliest evening
and i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving