Broadway
Brim
2:55Way too often I lose all my sense When you come down those stairs In that pretty red dress I don't know what I did to deserve A woman like you I heard the preacher Called it a sin To double down on what God already did But any old day, I would marry you twice Just so I could see that look in your eyes, oh Something's different But everyone's blind 'Cause Cupid's an expert At piercing my side Oh, something's different It never felt right For my hand to be empty On a late-night drive Oh, I feel the thunder There's something inside 'Cause you're the type of lightning That always strikes twice Holy danger Righteous anger Feel the heart in your hand filling up With loving kindness A willing blindness I'm a riser with Fahrenheit blood This house won't stand On shifting sands I told you to never give up So I'll take your hand To the promised land And show you I'll build that house so it stands, oh Something's different But everyone's blind 'Cause Cupid's an expert At piercing my side Oh, something's different It never felt right For my hand to be empty On a late-night drive Oh, I feel the thunder There's something inside 'Cause you're the type of lightning That always strikes twice