Well I could see the storm a'comin
a'comin from miles away
I accidentally bit your lip
and the blood made it's display
Like black clouds and lightnin
Like thunder and rain
Well I could taste the blood all right
But I couldn't feel the pain

The weatherman was wrong
Well he said the storm would pass before too long
Yea but when two fronts like us collide
There's just no telling when or if the storm will ever subside

Well you spew and spit as I sit and sigh and shift
as you cry and fall apart
And I slither away like the snake I am
Sneaky snake with an icey heart
Well you know that out here on the prarie
dreams are made of sod
When those black clouds come rollin in
they can turn your dreams to mud

The weatherman was wrong
he said the storm would pass before too long
Yea but when two fronts like us collide
There's just no telling when or if the storm will ever subside