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 