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
 And 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 fuck with it
 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, "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