Well I took a little ride through the pouring rain
To think about the casualties of your exchange
Cause what you said ain´t what you do
You know you live by the words you choose

Was it him, was it me
Were his lies easier than my truth to believe

Well I took a little walk through the driving rain
To catch my breath from your self-inflicted change
Cause what you said ain´t what you do
I feel this storm will soon blanket you

And the rain comes just like a bed of nails
And the rain comes just like summer in hell