Rain on the brain
Now there's flowers in your window
She oh she's so strange
I dont know anything about her

If it's all the same to you
Here's what im gonna do
I'm gonna write a song
Gonna sing it to everyone
Then I'll sing to you
'Cos it was you that wrote it too
This could be the last train

Search within yourself
The feelings, everybody's got them
You left me on the shelf
And now there no one to rely on

If its all the same to you
Here's what im gonna do
I'm gonna buy a gun
Gonna shoot everything, everyone
And then I'll come for you
Cos it was you that drove me to...
This could be the last train