Mark Lanegan (Band) Lyrics
"Ugly Sunday"

I feel your blood run cold
And its a rainy sunday morning
I count the million miles Im driftin
From here, to hell
Today

Behind their windows people stare
Cant recognize the kindness there
Just prayers for drownin ships at sea
None for me
And you

Itll take a hard rain to wash your taste away
Still I wish there was a reason left to stay

Im drunk half blind
And its an ugly sunday morning
The wind arrives with the clouds refusing to break
Apart, like me
Why if all the worlds stopped turnin
How can all this rain keep fallin
Washin me a million miles away
From you

Why if Im so alone now
Is it getting hard, to say goodbye now
Goodbye now