Thunderstorm in My Chest

The neon lights cut through the midnight haze,

I felt your touch and lost my steady ways.

You gave me wings, then taught me how to fall,

Every sweet whisper turned into a wall.

I chased the high like it was all I knew,

Now every beat reminds me what I lost, what’s true.

Oh, this love’s a thunderstorm inside my chest,

It lifts me up, then drives a knife right through my rest.

Sweet as honey, bitter as the rusted steel,

This love can build a heaven—or a ruin I can’t heal.

Your smile was a sunrise breaking through the gray,

I swore I’d walk through fire just to stay your way.

But every promise echoes in the empty rooms,

Each tender word now cuts me like a tune gone wrong.

I wear these scars like badges of what we’ve been,

A love that burned so bright it left me half unseen.

Oh, this love’s a thunderstorm inside my chest,

It lifts me up, then drives a knife right through my rest.

Sweet as honey, bitter as the rusted steel,

This love can build a heaven—or a ruin I can’t heal.

I’d do it all again, even knowing how it ends,

’Cause without this fire, I’m just smoke without a flame.

Let the guitar scream what my voice can’t say,

We were lightning and the storm—and I wouldn’t change a day.

Now the city sleeps, but I’m still wired wide awake,

Your ghost is in every breath I take.

Ours was a love that shook the ground beneath my feet,

Too strong to tame, too deep to ever be complete.

Oh, this love’s a thunderstorm inside my chest,

It lifts me up, then drives a knife right through my rest.

Sweet as honey, bitter as the rusted steel,

This love can build a heaven—or a ruin I can’t heal.

Yeah… it breaks me, but it makes me feel alive,

This twisted, beautiful, dangerous kind of love…

I’ll carry it with me till the end of time.