What rolls down the windowpane
Could it be heaven's rain?
Don't you know it's a shame?
Love, I'm drowning

Been from feast to famine
And all points in between
But I'm good for the damage
When you cut me, I bleed

What's beyond the windowpane?
Is it just heaven's stain?
But you know it's a shame
Now I'm rolling

Been from feast to famine
And Maine to Mexico
Collecting the damage
Going straight through my soul

Been from feast to famine
And all points in between
Been from feast to famine
And Maine to Mexico
Been collecting the damage
Going straight through my soul

What rolls down the windowpane
Could it be heaven's rain?
Don't you know it's a shame?
Love, I'm drowning

Been from feast to famine
And all points in between
You know I'm good for the damage
When you cut me, I bleed