Song Description
a woman's frustration with everything in her life but she keeps it hidden all week and breaks down every sunday
| Song Length |
4:00 |
Genre |
Rock - Grunge |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Restless, Infuriated |
Subject |
Anger |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
NO RAIN TIL' SUNDAY
VERSE
Another day that my hair won't stay straight
And I'm looking so bloated and fat
Banging my head hard against the what ifs
I can see how much you enjoy that
Hangin' around, suck the life outta me
Must be somewhere that you need to go
Don't wait around to find the weakness in me
All you need to find is your clothes
CHORUS
Hello, goodbye, that was very nice, thank-you
No, don't let me keep you
VERSE
Sit around, watch my face break out
Shouldn't I be past that by now
Six AM, must be time for work
Well, who cares, I'll be late anyhow
I get home and you're waiting outside
Uninvited, undesired, a creep
I hate my life or I hate myself
Or I hate what the world's done to me
CHORUS
Hello, goodbye, that was very nice, thank-you
No, don't let me keep you
You won't see me cry
There's no trouble in paradise
There's no rain, no rain, NO RAIN TIL' SUNDAY
BREAK
(REPEAT CHORUS)
VERSE
Used to do so much, used to have such faith
Now I just do nothing at all
Living day to day, try to make my rent
Find new ways to avoid all your calls
Use you up when the mood strikes me
Let you think that I'm heartless and cold
I'm just beat down and I'm broken up
And I'm scattered and I'm too fucking old
loop chorus
Words & Music
By Donna Cristy, Dave Whiston, Reuben Bolieu
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