Sundials

You were like a toilet bowl at the end of the rainbow Something like a pot of gold stuck under my pillow Keeping me up at night you kept my head splitting And wishing there were windows to throw you from 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? 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 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?