Mark Lanegan - Ugly Sunday lyrics

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