Lightning Bolt

She spent the '90s living through a TV
Sitting cross-legged, two feet from the screen
She moves like she's in a dream
Her boyfriend's eyes, a neon green
She hit the century looking for some fun
Like she's staring back into the barrel of a gun
One blink, she's already gone
Don't you fuck around and fall in love

And don't ask question you don't wanna know
About the lonely life of a lightning bolt, yeah

Did you think you were gonna get married?
Make a baby, fall asleep and get buried
My mind's like a movie scene
Now your Americana is losing steam
You see pictures she's in Barcelona
Staring through a camera like she's never known ya
See the wind blowing through her hair
The sky's weighing down on you, he don't care

She'll tell you to stay, but she wants you to go
It's the lonely life of a lightning bolt, yeah

Oh, there's nothing left to say
The lady always gets her way
She's not yours to take
Oh, there's nothing left to do
Maybe she'll remember you
She's not yours to take

She'll tell you to stay, but she wants you to go
Don't ask question you don't wanna know
About the lonely life of a lightning bolt, yeah

It started bad boy

It's a lonely life

You've got me, you've got me
Lonely life of a lightning bolt, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Brown, Paquette Adam, Chris Huot, Jay Emmons, Andrew Young, Brett Emmons
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