Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Newsome
Acoustic Guitar
Drew Belk
Strings
Jake Ladonde
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sarah Jeane Finck
Songwriter
Kelly Leigh Finck
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Prewett
Mixing Engineer
Sam Moses
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
When he told me that it's over
All I heard was thunder
But I pretended I was fine
Said yeah, I think you're right
But everything was crashing inside
I guess I didn't hear the siren
Every time that he was lyin'
Now my head's spinnin'
As I pour more gin in
This is killlin' me
He put me in a storm
Of my tears pouring down
Messing up my eyes
Messing up my mind
Cracking glass
When another bottle hits the ground
Breaking memories he left behind
Here comes the blow
I hit the floor
Rip up this home
I feel like a midwestern tornado
Should've known it from the quiet
That he had something hiding
Then the lightning hit
When I found lipstick
On his torn shirt that he ditched
He put me in a storm
Of my tears pouring down
Messing up my eyes
Messing up my mind
Cracking glass
When another bottle hits the ground
Breaking memories he left behind
Here comes the blow
I hit the floor
Rip up this home
I feel like a midwestern tornado
You're not here but I feel you all around
Cause your memories are still on the wall
Oh I'm gonna knock them down
I'm gonna drown them out
I'm gonna watch them fall
He put me in a storm
Of my tears pouring down
Messing up my eyes
And my mind
Cracking glass
When another bottle hits the ground
Breaking memories he left behind
Here comes the blow
I hit the floor
Rip up this home
I feel like a midwestern tornado
Writer(s): Kelly Finck
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