Sunny Sunday

She pulls the shade, it's just another sunny Sunday She dodges the light like Blanche DuBois Bright colors fade away on such a sunny Sunday She waits for the night to fall Then she points a pistol through the door And she aims at the streetlight While the freeway hisses Dogs bark as the gun falls to the floor The streetlight's still burning She always misses But the day she hits That's the day she'll leave That one little victory, that's all she needs She pulls the shade, it's just another sunny Monday She waits for the night to fall