Quickly she came dressed up for fame

riding her perfume downstairs

make-up like glue she danced round the room

to the sound of her corduroy flares



Lets go to town taxis all round

we could stop for a couple of beers

he looks at it all stifles a yawn

she tries not to look like she cares



What do I do now ? Are we going under?

What did I do wrong? I thought we had it sorted

out the other day, maybe I'm just stupid

can't we try again?

No-one told me it was raining



Can't face a club they walk to a nearby pub

watch a couple of bands, draining the glass

they walk home at last, reaching for each others hands



Nothing is said he goes to bed

dreaming of her on his own

she stays up all week, watching him sleep

scared that she'll wake up alone



Oh I'll miss you every day of your life

oh you'll feel it too, you're not that strong

you know I'm on to you



Oh I'll miss you every day of your life

and maybe when you're dead

I'll get some rest from holding on to you



What do I do now then? Are we going under?

What did I do wrong? I thought we had it sorted

is there someone else? Or am I too familiar?

Was it when I said I wanted to have children?

Tore up all your photos, didn't feel too clever

spent the whole of Sunday sticking you together

now I'd like to call you but I feel too awkward

some things need explaining

no-one told me it was raining