Ugly Sunday

I feel your blood run cold, and it's a rainy Sunday morning
I count the million miles I'm driftin' from here to hell
Today

Behind their windows, people stare
Can't recognize the kindness there
Just prayers for drownin' 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 turnin'
How can all this rain keep falling?
Washin' me a million miles away
From you

Why if I'm so alone now
Is it getting hard to say goodbye now?

Goodbye
Goodbye
Now
Now



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Lanegan, Mike Johnson
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