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.
