Lyrics

He shows up when the sky is blue
Brings a rain cloud just for you
No warning
He talks all night of matters deep
tells you there's no need to sleep
Till morning
Always walking by your side
Slows you down and steals your time
You'll never find a better kind of life than this
It's how it is.

He takes the things you think you love
Tells you that you've had enough
And breaks them
He understands the doubt inside
How all the moves you made
Were just mistaken
Always waiting by your side
To bring you down and lose your mind
You'll never find a better kind of life than his
It's how it is.

Curse the morning, curse the day
Black dog blues won't go away
The game you play is heads he wins
And tails you lose
Shooting blind you're on the run
You'll never find a smoking gun
It ain't no fun you're living with
The black dog blues
Alright.

He likes to see the tears you weep
Likes to see that people keep
Their distance
He asks you where you're heading for
Laughing while you question your
Existence
Always watching by your side
Up or down now he'll decide
You'll never find a better kind of life than this
It's how it is.