In all war there is some selfishness
If you'd give up what they're after
There wouldn't be a fight
So why do we argue so much, baby
In the war zone of this living room, tonight?
And when is it time to state “surrenderâ€
Allow invasion, for the sake of peace?
And when should I stand up, bravely,
State my claim, despite what bleeds, and what still beats?
I'm wounded, as you are
At least I see some blood
In one hand, an arrow
The other, a sword
I'm no stranger to love
why do I cherish what I sacrifice
my flags, my laws, and oh, how I want my way
in all war there is some selfishness
in love there is a lot to give away
I'm wounded, as you are
At least I see some blood
In one hand, an arrow
The other, a sword
I'm no stranger to love