[Verse: Jake Ewald] Counting cracks on Ess** Street Didn't see them coming for me Darted from the ATM and swore If I could make it to the dollar store I could play it cool for ten minutes Let them retreat to dark and dusty corners of our street [Verse: Jake Ewald] Mr. Kim receives me with a smile I duck behind the contraception aisle Our friends file in and ask if I'm around One guy shoplifts a candy bar and spits on the ground Neon hums a harmony Fluorescent buzz sings me sweet Condolences for gray hairs earned In cold low light walking home from your house late at night