ominous clouds roll in with the thunder
clashing like the pots and pans from earlier on in the week
the ferocious roars of the wind keep on reminding me
of what our love used to be
you put your hands up in defense. even though what i said, had no offense
the lightning strikes bring me back to the days of having to hide
my arms, the scars.
baby, the storm clouds are rolling in
but you can’t see what your love has done to me
you say you’ll stop but once you’ve that bottle
you’re back to being on top
dominate my voice, where we go
murdered the option of a choice
the storm clouds are rolling in
got to find refuge
and get you far away from me