Smeared black inkYour palms are sweaty.
I'm barely listening
To last demands.I'm staring at the asphalt wondering
What's buried underneath.(Where I am)
(Where I am)I wear my badge.
A vinyl sticker with big block letters
Adhering to my chest.It tells your new friends,
"I am a visitor here."
"I am not permanent."The only thing
Keeping me dry isIt seems so out of context
In this gaudy apartment complex.
A stranger with your door key
Explaining that "I'm just visiting".I am finally seeing
That I was the one worth leaving.
I was the one worth leaving.DC sleeps alone tonight.It seems so out of context
In the gaudy apartment complex.
A stranger with your door key
Explaining that "I'm just visiting".I am finally seeing
That I was the one worth leaving.
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.I am finally seeing
That I was the one worth leaving.
I was the one worth leaving.
I was the one worth leaving.
I was the one worth leaving.
Songwriters
JAMES SCOTT TAMBORELLO, BENJAMIN D GIBBARDPublished by
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