Pink Line Rust

[Verse 1]
You trace the Virgin on the Cermak underpass wall
It’s October, and the concrete smells like coming frost
You're the only one who speaks the language of the rust
And every prayer your Mami taught is gathering dust

[Chorus]
Oh, you're the last one left to watch it all go down
A quiet kind of ending for a noisy kind of town
Where the static from the L train is your favorite kind of sound

[Verse 2]
You remember splitting a cold Jarritos on the curb
When he said, "Your Spanish sounds a little broken, have you heard?"
You just stared right at the rebar sticking out like a raw nerve
And learned the shape of every single word you don't deserve

[Chorus]
Oh, you're the last one left to watch it all go down
A quiet kind of ending for a noisy kind of town
Where the static from the L train is your favorite kind of sound

[Bridge]
The streetlight flickers out, a slow and tired gold
And suddenly you're not a kid, you just feel old
A story in the feedback you were never told

[Outro]
The static's getting louder now
You're not going home.