This war don't make no sense to me
All we do is fight
Now if love was meant to be a war
I guess that'd be alright
But I want more
than always to just fight
Been seeing the planes rush over
Drowning in sight
Dropping bombs on the paddy fields
All through the night
And our love is like tank wheels
Rolling in from the right
And I can't tell you how it feels
When all we do is fight
This war don't make sense anymore
I hold up my white flag
I say I surrender my heart
And you win the battle's spoils
And now my heart's blown apart
You can pick op its pieces from the soil
Where we used plant our seeds of love
Now nothing grows but twisted vine
I can't drink anymore of its poisoned wine
And I don't believe I want to grow anymore
On this scorched land
This war don't make no sense no more
I'm gonna let go of your hand
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