Bloodied up in a Bar Fight

It's a new kind of empty, a beach town in the fall It's new kind of silent, counting cracks in the wall There's no one left to call I'm locked in a jail cell It's a quarter past three I can make out the weather on the lobby TV It's gonna rain this week But I'm a pair of black eyes that just got my ass kicked in the glow of an exit sign The cop's got some friendly advice, says "You don't want problems with the crew that runs with those guys" Bloodied up in a bar fight No one's pressing charges I should get out by ten The bartender said I was defending a friend Yeah, they jumped a guy I paint houses with The cops all got questions, is there somewhere you could stay? I wore out my welcome at mom's place in May I don't know what she'd say And I don't talk to my sister much I think she's sick of my shit She lives up in Boston now Has a life with her husband and kid I try not to f*ck with it But I'm just a pair of black eyes that just got my ass kicked in the glow of an exit sign The cop's got some friendly advice, says "I would skip town before I ran back into those guys" Bloodied up in a bar fight I can't bother Mom I can't bother Catherine I can't breathe through my nose I think that it might be broken I'm mastering the art of disappearing in the middle of the night Bloodied up in a bar fight