Thunderbolt

She's a thunderbolt
With guns & fire
Two arms full of holes
And nothing to hold
She's a restless sort
With secrets that wait
On corners in the dark
To pinch with a pain
To sting and to smart

God knows it gets so hard
To keep out the cold
When you're living in a house full of holes

He's just a close call
Who always acts tough
But goes way too far
Or not far enough
But someday when it gets hard
Hard just to breathe
She'll rest assured that
He'll take the heat

God knows it gets so hard
To keep out the cold
When you're living in a house full of holes

She's a thunderbolt
With guns & fire
Two arms full of holes
And nothing to hold
Nothing to hold