Hurricane

You know it really is quite insane
How one sentence can rip you apart like a hurricane
So now that everything of mine is destroyed and wrecked
I want you to get out your wallet and start writing me a check
I'm not gonna 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 about 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 and minor thirds
I think that 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 I'll 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
Like a hurricane