The Forecast (Calls for Pain)
Coffee for my breakfast
Shot of whiskey on the side
It's a dark and dreary morning
With the clouds covering up the sky
And the forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
My baby's turnin' cold
And the forecast calls for pain
We stayed up all night talkin'
She's grown restless
She confessed
She said there's no one new
But deep down I know that's next
The forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
My baby's turnin' cold
And the forecast calls for pain
She says
She's tried and tried
Yes she has
But slowly our love has died
I can see
That deep down inside
She's changed
The forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
Yeah, yeaheaheah, yeah
(guitar solo)
I hear approachin' thunder
I can feel a chill run up my spine
I've seen love freeze before
And I know that I'm on borrowed time
The forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My baby's turnin' cold
And the forecast calls for pain
Yeah
I can hear the thunder
I can see the lightnin'
Mmm
I feel the pain
Ooh
Oh, it's gonna rain
Clouds coverin' up the sky
Whoo
Sad and lonely
Yeah
All alone
I'll get pneumonia
Oh
I feel the pain
Ohh
I feel the pain
(end)
Shot of whiskey on the side
It's a dark and dreary morning
With the clouds covering up the sky
And the forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
My baby's turnin' cold
And the forecast calls for pain
We stayed up all night talkin'
She's grown restless
She confessed
She said there's no one new
But deep down I know that's next
The forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
My baby's turnin' cold
And the forecast calls for pain
She says
She's tried and tried
Yes she has
But slowly our love has died
I can see
That deep down inside
She's changed
The forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
Yeah, yeaheaheah, yeah
(guitar solo)
I hear approachin' thunder
I can feel a chill run up my spine
I've seen love freeze before
And I know that I'm on borrowed time
The forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My baby's turnin' cold
And the forecast calls for pain
Yeah
I can hear the thunder
I can see the lightnin'
Mmm
I feel the pain
Ooh
Oh, it's gonna rain
Clouds coverin' up the sky
Whoo
Sad and lonely
Yeah
All alone
I'll get pneumonia
Oh
I feel the pain
Ohh
I feel the pain
(end)
Credits
Writer(s): Dennis L Walker, David Plenn
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