Taking a walk down to the mall
Smelling piss and beer and gas
That could be me in a couple years
Suckin` fumes under the highway pass
On a rainy day
While I wear newspapers 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 button
It unlocks
On a rainy day
No one has a thing to say
Easier to look the other way
Take a look in the killer`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