Rainy Day Girl - Suede

Sad as a story, my rainy day girl

Sat on her hands in a sugar-free world

Mimed in a million video games

Bad to the bone like the garbage she’s made

And the whole world is calling you

Like a stranger stalling for you

Like the pollen falling

Falling for you

Caught like a bug in a jar by the door

Sat like a specimen made to perform

She sits in her armchair and flutters and sighs

Bad to the bone like the garbage inside

She cries

And the world is calling you

Like a stranger stalling for you

Like the pollen falling

Falling for you

And the world is calling

Like a stranger stalling

Like the pollen that’s falling

Falling for you

Sad as a story, my rainy day girl

Sat on her hands in a saccharine world

And I’m just someone who remembers her name

Bad to the bone like the garbage she’s made

And the world is calling you

Like a stranger stalling for you

Like the pollen falling

Falling for you

Round the kerbs they’re crawling

Round the backstreets they’re bawling

Down the escalators they’re falling

Falling for you