I only want to make you happy Never want to see you cry When you compared me to your daddy Made me want to die I made a promise to be honest The truth be told There was a fire in my stomach I think it's getting cold Storm's coming now Everybody's running for cover Rain's coming down buckets I can smell the thunder Sky's heavy with the color of blood Shadows on the wall make it all the more distracting I can feel it all, watch it fall from the ceiling Out of my hands Sarah said love is what you make it You can make it if you try So I have trouble with the difference Giving up, getting back There is a hole inside our love A hole is a channel All the love inside your body Can never make me whole Storm's coming now Everybody's running for cover Rain's coming down buckets I can smell the thunder Sky's heavy with the color of blood Shadows on the wall make it all the more distracting I can feel it all, watch it fall from the ceiling Shadows on the wall make it all the more distracting I can feel it all, watch it fall from the ceiling Out of my hands Out of my hands