They say april showers bring may flowers

But it's been dry as hell

A four leaf clover can bring you closer

To luck than pennies in a well.

Well, I've been waiting on a shooting star

But ain't a damn one of 'em fell

And if it does, I'll be too crossed up to even tell.

And it's weird

We don't talk like we used to and I'm so scared

Of what we've become

Is this time the last time that we'll be together?

Fuck this april weather, goodbye.

You could holler that you're sorry

But that don't mean a thing

Because the whiskey words never cured the hurt

And your tears are the only rain that I've seen.

It's weird

We don't talk like we used to and I'm so scared

Of what we've become

Is this time the last time that we'll be together?

Fuck this april weather, goodbye

Goodbye.

And it's weird

We don't talk like we used to and I'm so scared

Of what we've become

Is this time the last time that we'll be together?

Fuck this april weather, goodbye

Bye.