The Forecast

Coffee for my breakfast
 Shot of whiskey on the side
 Is a dark and dreary mornin'
 Clouds cover up the sky
 The forecast calls for pain
 The forecast calls for pain
 My fate was love and it turned cold
 And the forecast calls for pain
 We stayed up all night talking
 He's grown restless
 That's what he's sayin'
 Told me that ain't nobody knew, but
 Deep down, I know that's mess
 Looks like the forecast calls for pain
 The forecast calls for pain
 My fate is love and it turned cold
 The forecast calls for pain
 Let me tell you, he said
 Says he's tryin' and he's tryin'
 And maybe he has
 But his love still went and died
 And I can see
 Deep down inside, the man has changed
 Said he's changed
 Said he's changed
 The forecast calls for pain
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 I can hear approaching thunder
 Feel a chill running up my spine
 I've seen this kinda thing before
 I know when I'm on borrowed time
 Tell ya that the forecast calls for pain
 The forecast calls for pain
 My fate it is love and it turned cold
 The forecast calls for pain
 I can hear the thunder
 I can see the lightning
 I can feel the pain
 Lord, is raining in my heart
 Aww, pain
 Aww, pain
 Aww, pain
 Forecast calls for pain
 Pain
 Pain
 Pain
 Pain
 Aww!