Going down the Marta
A couple dollars in my pants
Said you're gonna meet me
So I'm waiting
Watching strangers dance
Stepping down at Piedmont
But I can't find your face
Banners at the station
They were waving
For another man
Getting new tattoos
At least the ink will stay longer than you
Now I'm stranded on, the Marta
Pollen on the table
Smoke all through the sky
All my friends are leaving
To the station
Chasing one more high
Needle in my stomach
I hope it comes out right
Looked out your apartment
'Tryna find me
But I'm no where in sight
Getting new tattoos
At least the ink will stay longer than you
Now I'm stranded on, the Marta