paroles de chanson Ugly Sunday - Mark Lanegan

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 of them 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 fallin'
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