Smeared black ink Your palms are sweaty and I am barely listening To last demands I'm staring at the asphalt wondering whats buried underneath Where I am Yeah Wear my badge A vinyl sticker with big block letters Adherent to my chest Tells your new friends That I am a visiter here And I am not permanent And the only thing Keeping me dry is You seem so out of context In this gaudy apartment complex A stranger with your doorkey 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 And the district sleeps alone tonight After the bars turn out their lights And sent the autos swerving in to 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