Patrick Park - Thunderbolt Lyrics
She’s a thunderbolt.With guns & fire,Two arms full of holes,And nothing to hold.She’s a restless sortWith secrets that waitOn corners in the dark,To pinch with a pain,To sting and to smartGod knows it gets so hardTo keep out the cold,When you’re living in a house full of holes.He’s just a close callWho always acts tough,But goes way too far,Or not far enough.But someday when it gets hard,Hard just to breathe,She’ll rest assured thatHe’ll take the heatGod knows it gets so hardTo keep out the cold,When you’re living in a house full of holes.She’s a thunderbolt.With guns & fire,Two arms full of holes,And nothing to hold.Nothing to hold.