Disclaimer: I don't own neither the wwe, nor garth brooks, but I do own
this songfic, so try to sue me now wwe, nah nah na nah
Now, here's my songfic, thunder rolls
Three thirty in the morning
Not a soul insight
The city's lookin' like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield
There's a storm moving in
He's headin' back from somewhere
That he never should have been
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
Lita couldn't bear waiting any longer, she needed sleep, but she wanted her
matt back bad, and was hoping to god he wasn't in any trouble, she's
afraid, and she has no reason not to be.
Every light is burnin'
In a house across town
She's pacin' by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown
Askin' for miracle
Hopin' she's not right
Prayin' it's the weather
That's kept him out all night
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
She hoped, and prayed he wasn't where she dreaded he was, she saw all of
the lights on at her best friend trish's house, and was hoping she knew
something about this, or maybe she wasn't, she called trish stratus and
hoped that she answered, but no answer, she dreaded that there was no
answer, she left a message,
"hi trish, this is l-l-ita, as soon as you get home, please try to help me
find my boyfriend, I don't know where he is!?" she said this all trembling,
and across town, trish and matt hardy were listening to this after their
sex, he had just gotten his clothes on, and they were both laughing.
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
As matt got into his car, he promised trish he would come again next week,
he laughed all the while. She's waitin' by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he's alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls

The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls

Lita saw matt pull in, and was very happy, she hoped that her happiness
wouldn't be short lived, and rushed to see mat and see if he was all right.
Lita: oh god, thank Jesus h. Christ, you're.
But before she finished her sentence, she smelled a familiar scent, when
she went to work earlier today, when trish stratus passed her, she smelled
the same perfume she smelled that night, she was about to slap him, but he
caught her arm,
Matt: hey babe, you wouldn't want my face to be hit by that little hand of
yours.
He knew deep inside that she knew, and was about to handle things, with a
sharp right fist when she bit his arm and started running
She runs back down the hallway
To the bedroom door
She reaches for the pistol
Kept in the dresser drawer
Tells the lady in the mirror
He won't do this again
Cause tonight will be the last time
She'll wonder where he's been
Matt followed her, and started to catch up, she went into their bedroom and
locked the door
Matt: now come on lita, you know that tiny little door ain't gonna stop me!
Lita knew that he was right, and reached into her dresser drawer, she kept
her pistol there, and knew it was loaded
Matt busted through the door
Matt: hey babe
Lita showed him the gun in her hands
Lita: don't move a step closer you asshole, you know this is loaded, and
will send your north Carolina ass to hell, adulterist!
Matt (trembling): oh c'mon, babe, you wouldn't pull that on me Hun
Lita: move another step you son of a bitch, and I'll blow you to kingdom
come
Matt stepped forward
Matt: c'mon, we can work this out.
Then there was a loud gunshot, heard around the world, she was sure he'd
never cheat on her again, and one of them would be a widow.