(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...)