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

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