The Postal Service
The District Sleeps Alone Tonight
[Verse 1]
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

[Bridge]
Where I am
Where I am

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
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
[Interlude]
D.C. sleeps alone tonight
(Alone, alone, alone...)

[Chorus]
(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

[Outro]
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
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving