Today's thoughts will be brought to you by the postal service:
Smeared black ink, your palms are sweaty and i'm barely listening to last demands
i'm staring at the asphalt wondering, what's burried underneath
where i am
wear my badge, vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest
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 your door key, explaining that i'm just visiting
and i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
i was the one worth leaving
dc sleeps alone tonight
*musical interlude*
where i am
you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
a stranger with your door key, explaining that i'm just visiting
and i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
why i was the one worth leaving
the district sleeps alone tonight
after the bars turn out there lights
and send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
and i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
actually, i don't see why i was the one worth leaving, but no amount of bitching or stalking is really going to change anything, so i take a deep breath, inhale the tar directly into the small place of me that cares so deeply, and choke it out. i just hope my love for her doesn't grow cancerous, it is already misshapen and out of control.
Smeared black ink, your palms are sweaty and i'm barely listening to last demands
i'm staring at the asphalt wondering, what's burried underneath
where i am
wear my badge, vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest
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 your door key, explaining that i'm just visiting
and i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
i was the one worth leaving
dc sleeps alone tonight
*musical interlude*
where i am
you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
a stranger with your door key, explaining that i'm just visiting
and i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
why i was the one worth leaving
the district sleeps alone tonight
after the bars turn out there lights
and send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
and i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
actually, i don't see why i was the one worth leaving, but no amount of bitching or stalking is really going to change anything, so i take a deep breath, inhale the tar directly into the small place of me that cares so deeply, and choke it out. i just hope my love for her doesn't grow cancerous, it is already misshapen and out of control.