She draws a crowd, like moths draw to light
As she charts the room like a butterfly on its first flight
The rules work around her, like an ambulance through traffic
This intrigue pulls me closer, she’s electrostatic

I propose a toast to the ones who dare
To believe in a chance that was never there
To wear a heart upon a sleeve but to disrobe and file away
With the skeletons in your closet baby

I’m mesmerized, by her silvery eyes
She’s like thunderstorms, to my blue skies
(It's better that she doesn’t know)

I propose a toast to the ones who dare
To believe in a chance that was never there
For all these pixelated words are failed attempts to re-create

Tell me is this fiction?
Tell me anything but tell it straight

There is no depth in this, nothing vivid, nothing stays true
Hide me away in your love
And throw away the key
‘Cause I can’t get what I deserve

It's time to hijack this thought train
It's time to derail this thought train
You dragged me back kicking and screaming
DERAIL

You run like steel through my veins, and I will stand up underneath this
‘Cause this is not something flesh and blood alone can stand

There is no depth in this
Nothing vivid, nothing stays true
And this is not something flesh and blood alone can stand

Hide me away in your love
And throw away the key
‘Cause I can’t get what I deserve


Lyrics submitted by Cherub Rock

She Was A Thunderstorm song meanings
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