Rainy Day Girl

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 --- Rainy Day Girl - Suede and The London Suede