Lyrics:

A hungover, break-up, hang-dog, to hell with it all song.
I feel your blood run cold, and it's a rainy Sunday morning
I count the million miles I'm drifting from here to hell today
Behind their windows people stare
Can't recognize the kindness there
Just prayers for drowning ships at sea
None for me and you

It'll take a hard rain to wash your taste away
Still I wish there was a reason left to stay, yeah

I'm drunk half-blind, and it's an ugly Sunday morning
The wind arrives with the clouds refusing to break apart
Like me
Why if all the world's stopped turning
How can all this rain keep falling?
Washing me a million miles away from you
Why if I'm so alone now
Is it getting hard to say goodbye now?
Goodbye
Goodbye