She pulls the shade;

It's just another sunny Sunday

She dodges the light like Blanche DuBois

Bright colors fade away on such a sunny Sunday;

She waits for the night to fall

Then she points a pistol through the door

And she aims at the streetlight

While the freeway hisses

Dogs bark as the gun falls to the floor

The streetlight's still burning;

She always misses

But the day she hits

That's the day she'll leave

That one little victory, that's all she needs!

She pulls the shade;

It's just another sunny Monday

She waits for the night to fall