My, My, My, The Pouring Rain

Back before the fall-apart
I roamed the nights in nothing
And drank on an empty heart
With a wish to just feel something

A void, no sleep and Plath
And a smell of something dying
Regret, shattered glass
Through a storefront I went flying

Leave me here to fade
I'm tired of always trying
Leave me reef my sail
With bare feet in the driving hail and

My, my, my, the pouring rain
My, my, my, the pouring rain

Here, where the sane are rare
Each day's a mindless journey
We stare into the empty air
Face up on a worn-out gurney

Stripped down in broad daylight
I once was someone's daughter
I spoke to Death last night
Down there in the deep, dark water

Leave me here to fade
I'm tired of always fighting
Leave me reef my sail
With bare feet in the driving hail and

My, my, my, the pouring rain...

I embrace her as she mumbles 'bout the mess the fox's done
Something's hiding in the shadows but for now we're in the sun

My, my, my, the pouring rain...