I know better
I've no shame
I'm sold heaven
As a heady cliche
A bitter old cutaway
When I saw you coming
Like a hurricane
Briefly
And I fall so sudden
And the memory stains
Deeply
See I've been praying for the perfect storm
When you're the weather I've been waiting on
I've been tryna help em understand
Anyway that I can
You know I'm no weatherman
But
I saw you coming
Like a hurricane
Briefly
And I fall so sudden
And the memory stains
Deeply
And it's so telling
And it's so bold
So unsparing
It's just the way the wind blows
It's something I shoulda known
When I saw you coming
Like a hurricane
Briefly
And I fall so sudden
And the memory stains
Deeply