(Wener) 

Quickly she came dressed up for fame 

Riding her perfume downstairs 

Make-up like glue, she danced round the room 

To the sound of her corduroy flares 



Let's go to town, taxis all round 

We could stop for a couple of beers 

He looks at it all stifles a yawn 

She tries not to look like she cares 



Chorus: 

What do I do now? Are we going under? 

What did I do wrong? 

I thought we had it sorted out the other day 

Maybe I'm just stupid 

Can't we try again? 

No one told me it was raining (raining, raining) 



Can't face a club, they walk to a nearby pub 

Watch a couple of bands 

Draining the glass they walk home at last 

Reaching for each others hands 



Nothing is said he goes to bed 

Dreaming of her on his own 

She stays up all week, watching him sleep 

Scared that she'll wake up alone 



Chorus 



Oh I'll miss you every day of your life 

Oh you'll feel it too, you're not that strong 

You know I'm on to you 

Oh I'll miss you every day of your life 

Maybe when you're dead 

I'll get some rest from holding onto you (holding onto you) 



What do I do now? Are we going under? 

What did I do wrong? 

Thought we had it sorted 

Is there someone else? Am I too familiar? 

Was it when I said I wanted to have children? 



Tore up all your photos, didn't feel too clever 

Spent the whole of Sunday sticking you together 

Now I'd like to call but I feel too awkward 

Some things need explaining 

No one told me it was raining (raining, raining...)