Anacostia River Blues

The house was lit up blue and it was purple like a bruise
Tumbleweeds of bodies tangled up in every room
It was new years eve, and it smelled like sweat and weed
And curled up in the corner I saw you

Getting drunk like Baudelaire on anything you could
Hidden like an landmine on a mattress made of wood
You offered your hand, a contract I didn't understand
But I kissed it just like I knew I should

You said you had some trouble
You said you had some powder
You said you knew a way to get away
You said that once I finished
Throw the pistol in the river
Report it stolen the very next day

I blinked and woke up driving, blood of a man I didn't know
Was sticky across my face just like a squirrel killed in the snow
It was new years day, and I was on my way
To the room where you instructed me to go

I didn't catch your name and I didn't give you mine
Your lipstick stained the smoldering cigarette you left behind
Like a kiss in the wind, the only clue that you had been
Anything other than a ghost in my mind

Now I'm in a jailhouse and it's valentine's day
The pistol's in the Anacostia and that's where it's gonna stay
The funny thing is, I had a resolution
To take a holiday