This is in writing, but yeah. xD And part was definitely suicidal (a part not based on me), so um, I'm editing that part out.
So fed up, I insist.
Staring longingly -edit!-at the sky-end of edit-.
In my heart, a constant distress,
But never brave enough to end the pain.
Then you come in, and my eyes mist.
I turn away, hoping for ends to the lies.
You get irked if I’m even stressed,
And I get so much blame . . .
And, it rains.
Tears fall; they make things worse.
You shout at me for my damp eyes.
I stay silent, looking down;
I take it all in silence.
I wish for, the end of the hurt.
Please, dear Jesus, take me up to the skies.
I don’t want her ever to be around;
Send her away, on the other side of a fence . . .
But it still rains.
CHORUS
Storming outside in the middle of the night,
The clouds are sobbing, but I cry harder.
Why is that with you there’s never any light?
In your presence, the sun grows darker.
You always manage to make us both fight;
Always insisting that you are the smarter.
Oh please, bring a prince to help with my plight,
Someone to make the hurt better . . .
But it rains, and rains.
Oh, it just rains . . .
It rains, and rains . . .
Baby, it still rains!
(End chorus)
So fed up, I insist.
Staring longingly -edit!-at the sky-end of edit-.
In my heart, a constant distress,
But never brave enough to end the pain.
Then you come in, and my eyes mist.
I turn away, hoping for ends to the lies.
You get irked if I’m even stressed,
And I get so much blame . . .
And, it rains.
Tears fall; they make things worse.
You shout at me for my damp eyes.
I stay silent, looking down;
I take it all in silence.
I wish for, the end of the hurt.
Please, dear Jesus, take me up to the skies.
I don’t want her ever to be around;
Send her away, on the other side of a fence . . .
But it still rains.
CHORUS
Storming outside in the middle of the night,
The clouds are sobbing, but I cry harder.
Why is that with you there’s never any light?
In your presence, the sun grows darker.
You always manage to make us both fight;
Always insisting that you are the smarter.
Oh please, bring a prince to help with my plight,
Someone to make the hurt better . . .
But it rains, and rains.
Oh, it just rains . . .
It rains, and rains . . .
Baby, it still rains!
(End chorus)