Hum - Electric President

Footsteps echo through hallways

Beneath the neon lighting

Everyone looks sick

We sit on a rusty staircase

You write your name with lipstick

On the rail near the wall

What do you think about me now?

And what do you think about me now

That I’ve fallen down?

Watchin' the crowds on the sidewalks

A steady hum of nothin'

Is all that fills the air

And we sit on a nearby rooftop

It overflows with pigeons

And we idly scare them off

What do you think about me now?

What do you think about me now?

What do you think about me now?

What do you think about me now

That I’ve fallen down?