Invisible - The Dismemberment Plan

Waiting around for the 7 express

New York was a bet, Queens was a guess

I thought I’d be working in Midtown: a winner

And now I’m biting my nails and I’m calling it dinner

So the man who’s living city life

Lies just disappear into the night

And I watch the faces on the passing trains

And I see a sweet smile and it’s going my way

But I’m:

Invisible, yeah that’s me

If you look then you’ll see right through me

Some day I’m gonna make my move

What do I got to lose?

Dancing with friends on a Tuesday night

Nothing lasts forever and that’s alright

I’m like a spy who came in from the cold

And then I’m gone again before you even know

Snow on the window of the taxi back home

I just sit back and I turn off my phone

The streets are glittering without a care

And I just vanish into thin air because I’m:

Invisible, yeah that’s me

Of course it gets a little lonely

Some day I’m gonna find my groove

What have I got to lose?

Cause it’s the after party for the after party

For the after party, and I don’t know nobody

And I don’t know where I’m going

I don’t know what I’m doing

And it’s last call

It’s always last call