Louis Cole Hurricane
You know it really is quite insane
How one second will rip you apart like a hurricane
So now that everything of mine is destroyed and wrecked
I want you to get out your wand and start writing me a check
I'm not going to say the word “permanent" because it's not the truth
I'm learning that everything is about as permanent as a loose tooth
But it is the truth that until I'm dead
The worst part of sleeping is getting out of bed
Unfortunately it's that kind of pain that covers you like cellophane
And for now, I think I should abstain from standing under that cloud of rain
Yes, I've been fooled by empty words
But I've never been fooled by major or minor thirds
I think I should get in my car and turn off my phone
Or else I'll just be scratching itches until I reach the bone
And ill sit there and I'll smile and I won't complain
As the words rip through my heart like a hurricane
Like a hurricane
Like a hurricane
Like a hurricane
Like a hurricane
Like a hurricane
Like a hurricane
Like a hurricane
Like a hurricane
