

I see your name in a blacked-out square
Frozen in the dust of the employee stairs You're posing on a
porch in the yellow glare (yeah)
Pretending that the lens wasn't even there
But I still feel the static in the hallway air
Oh,
the shift-change is coming
to tear us down
We
are leaving the ghost
in this tired town!
Blocked out of reach
but you're in my head
Living in the cheap light,
living in the red!
One shot on a phone in the flickering light Before we step
out to the heavy night The card in the slot and the
click of the key Why do you still look so familiar to
me?
Living in the red! (yeah)