The District Sleeps Alone Tonight (originally by The Postal Service)

Birdy

Smeared black ink
Your face is ashen and 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'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 (In this gaudy apartment complex)
Where I am (Explaining that I am just visiting)
Where I am (I was the one worth leaving)
(Why I was the one worth leaving)

D.C. sleeps alone tonight
D.C. sleeps alone tonight
Where I am (In this gaudy apartment complex)
Where I am (Explaining that I am just visiting)
Where I am (I was the one worth leaving)
(Why I was the one worth leaving)

The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
And leave the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving