Written by schock/wiedlin/plunkett
You walk into the room and the temperature falls
The mood disappears
Chased away by the gathering storm
That is here
I look up painted sky full of memories
And this house has no roof to shelter me
It's an automatic rainy day
When i see you
It's the perfect consolation prize
A little piece of blue
It's an automatic rainy day
Just when it feels like the world
Is together and whole
You come around
Dragging your permanent cloud
And the weather turns cold
Hang around for a repeat of history
Falling down in the hole you dug for free
It's an automatic rainy day
When i see you
It's the perfect consolation prize
A little piece of blue
It's an automatic rainy day
When you see the reaction you cause
Does it make you sad?
Do you even realize
That you're such a drag?