Hate the Sunshine

Stopped on Broadway

At the only red light

A nine o' clock bottle

On a tuesday night

Love and depression

It's all the same

I hate the sunshine

I hate the rain

A pistol and a picture

In a parking lot

The radio don't work

So the silence don't stop

You had your reasons

They were my mistakes

I hate the sunshine

I hate the rain

I'm tired of dying in a worn out town

Tired of waiting on you to come around

Tired of wondering just who's to blame

And I hate the sunshine

I hate the rain

I hate the sunshine

I hate the rain

I hate the sunshine

I hate the rain

I hate the sunshine

I hate the rain

I hate the sunshine

I hate the rain

I got a picture yesterday

From Oceanside, Californ-i-a

I tried to call you

But your number's changed

I hate the sunshine

I hate the rain

A pistol and a picture

In a parking lot