Standing in the Rain
Billy Talent Lyrics


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My head, it hurts, each day it's getting worse
My looks and smile have now become my curse
Tight lips, red skirt, the never ending street
Big car, little man, my lover for a fee

So if you see me, will you just drive on by?
Or will I catch the twinkle inside your eye?
And if you want me, well, I guess I want you
Oh, pretty baby, how could you?

Standing in the rain
Milk carton mug shot, baby
Missing since 1983
Standing in the rain
Twenty years of dirty needles
Raindrops running through my veins

My head, it hurts, each day it's getting worse
No sun, my room has now become my hearse
Cold sores, I'm beat, got bruises on my feet
My pride, these men have taken it from me

So if you see me, will you just drive on by?
Or will I catch the twinkle inside your eye?
And if you want me, well, I guess I want you
Oh, pretty baby, how could you?

Standing in the rain
Milk carton mug shot, baby
Missing since 1983
Standing in the rain
Twenty years of dirty needles
Raindrops running through my veins
Standing in the rain
Milk carton mug shot, baby
Missing since 1983
Standing in the rain
Twenty years of dirty needles
Raindrops running through my veins

So if you see me, will you just drive on by?
Or will I catch the twinkle inside your eye?
And if you want me, well, I guess I want you
Oh, pretty baby, how could you?

Standing in the rain
Standing in the rain
Standing in the rain
Milk carton mug shot, baby
Mother, I have lost my way

Standing in the rain
Milk carton mug shot, baby
Missing since 1983
Standing in the rain
Twenty years of dirty needles
Raindrops running through my veins

Standing in the rain
Mother, I have lost my way




Standing in the rain
Mother, I have lost my way

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Standing in the Rain" by Billy Talent portrays the life of an individual in the streets who has been a victim of prostitution, drug addiction, and other social vices. The song highlights the pain that the person experiences every day as a result of the bad choices and circumstances that led them to the streets. The lyrics use vivid imagery to describe the life of this person - from the tight lips and red skirt, to the big car and little man, and to the bruises on their feet. The person is tired, lost, and hopeless, and yearns for a way out. The chorus repeats the line "Standing in the rain" which could be interpreted as a metaphor for the person's life, always being in a state of despair and sadness regardless of the weather.


The second verse of the song adds more depth to the story with the mention of bruises on their feet and no sun in their room. These lines intensify the song's dark energy while maintaining a sense of hopelessness. The person has been missing since 1983, it is unclear whether they are lost, dead or have just stopped trying to connect back to society. Despite this tragic background the chorus suggests that they still hope that someone will help them to get out of this situation, as they wonder if anyone who sees them will drive off, or if they will find the twinkle of hope in someone's eye.


Overall, "Standing in the Rain" is a poignant and emotional commentary on the life of people who have found themselves in a state of despair on the streets, and the song encourages listeners to offer some help and kindness to those in need.



Line by Line Meaning

My head, it hurts, each day it's getting worse
I am experiencing a constant headache that is gradually worsening


My looks and smile have now become my curse
My good looks and pleasant demeanor are now a condemnation due to my current state


Tight lips, red skirt, the never ending street
I tread the streets tightly holding my breath in a red skirt as the path seems endless


Big car, little man, my lover for a fee
I have a small male client base that pays for my services with their sizable cars


So if you see me, will you just drive on by?
If you come across me, will you intentionally pass by without notice?


Or will I catch the twinkle inside your eye?
Or will you show me a glimmer of compassion or understanding upon seeing me?


And if you want me, well, I guess I want you
If you desire my companionship, I suppose I too desire yours


Oh, pretty baby, how could you?
Oh, you beautiful person, how could you do this to me?


Standing in the rain
I am physically present outside, enduring the elements


Milk carton mug shot, baby
I have my picture on a missing person's notice, baby


Missing since 1983
I have been missing since the year 1983


Twenty years of dirty needles
I have used dirty needles for the past two decades


Raindrops running through my veins
The raindrops falling on me are akin to the fluids coursing through my veins


No sun, my room has now become my hearse
My room does not receive sunlight and has become my deathbed


Cold sores, I'm beat, got bruises on my feet
I have cold sores on my lips and am exhausted, with bruised feet to boot


My pride, these men have taken it from me
These men have taken away my sense of self-worth and honor


Mother, I have lost my way
Mother, I have wandered away from my intended path and am lost




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Aaron Solowoniuk, Ben Kowalewicz, Ian D'sa, Jon Gallant

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