Taking a walk down to the mall
Smelling piss and beer and gas
That could be me in a couple years
s**in' fumes under the highway pa**
On a rainy day
While i wear newspaper for pants
And a t-shirt that says
"damn i'm good"
People look funny when they cry
'cause they just can't let it hide
Typing into your little box
Press the cry bu*ton
It unlocks
On a rainy day
No one has a thing to say
Easier to look the other way
Take a look in the k**er's eyes
And you see there's nothing there
But something is sacred in your eyes
And something to believe
On a rainy day
And as the world will blow to bits
I'll cradle you and hold you tight