Sun Dials
Matt Skiba, Glenn Porter, Rob Doran
[Verse 1]
You were like a toilet bowl at the end of the rainbow
Something like a pot of gold tucked under my pillow
Keeping me up at night, you kept my head splitting
And wishing for windows to throw you from
Throw you from
[Chorus]
Day or night?
Fuck if I know
Hard to tell with no fucking window
And sundials, what good are sundials?
Once the sun is gone, what are you good for?
[Verse 2]
And we laid in my bed like a train wreck
And we both got laid like concrete
And we fought like soldiers
But we died, we died like flies
[Chorus]
Day or night?
Fuck if I know
Hard to tell with no fucking window
And sundials, what good are sundials?
Once the sun is gone, what are you good for?