The War (Redux)
We found ourselves fightin' a war
I'm walkin' away it's not worth dying for
When I'm leavin' I might just get shot in the back
But rather than hurt you, I'll risk that
What started out as lovin' ended up in slingin' lead
What'll end in a war once began in a bed
And I ain't got no armor and I'm not that good with guns
But you said now this bed only has room for one
Our guns, they've been drawn for a while
Can't stop using my hand as a holster
As my father once said, if you blink once you're dead
This war has turned our love into a monster
I can't sleep so I stay up and write
Still you won't let me out of your sights
Your cross-hairs bear down on my head like a crown
And I stand waitin' for bullets to fly
Well slowly I fill in my trenches
But I keep diggin' new ones instead
And I guess Dylan's words prophesied our future
Mama, bury these guns under my bed
Well, you play the Hatfields and I'll play McCoy
Till our hearts get broke and our homes get destroyed
Life is a war, well I'll fight it til the end, that don't make it right
At least it's not too cold out tonight
I've lost a lot of things on this battlefield
A lot more than an innocent love
My respect, my conscience, and all my good intent
Were all washed away and buried in blood
Well I guess I'll grow up and I'll throw off my guns
Start headin' for home walking into the sun
One small move from your hand will drop me right where I stand
But at least this damn war will be done
Our guns, they've been drawn for a while
Can't stop using my hand as a holster
As my father once said, if you blink once you're dead
This war has turned our love into a monster
Our guns, they've been drawn for a while
Can't stop using my hand as a holster
As my father once said, if you blink once you're dead
This war has turned our love into a monster
As my father once said, if you blink once you're dead
This war has turned our love into a monster
I'm walkin' away it's not worth dying for
When I'm leavin' I might just get shot in the back
But rather than hurt you, I'll risk that
What started out as lovin' ended up in slingin' lead
What'll end in a war once began in a bed
And I ain't got no armor and I'm not that good with guns
But you said now this bed only has room for one
Our guns, they've been drawn for a while
Can't stop using my hand as a holster
As my father once said, if you blink once you're dead
This war has turned our love into a monster
I can't sleep so I stay up and write
Still you won't let me out of your sights
Your cross-hairs bear down on my head like a crown
And I stand waitin' for bullets to fly
Well slowly I fill in my trenches
But I keep diggin' new ones instead
And I guess Dylan's words prophesied our future
Mama, bury these guns under my bed
Well, you play the Hatfields and I'll play McCoy
Till our hearts get broke and our homes get destroyed
Life is a war, well I'll fight it til the end, that don't make it right
At least it's not too cold out tonight
I've lost a lot of things on this battlefield
A lot more than an innocent love
My respect, my conscience, and all my good intent
Were all washed away and buried in blood
Well I guess I'll grow up and I'll throw off my guns
Start headin' for home walking into the sun
One small move from your hand will drop me right where I stand
But at least this damn war will be done
Our guns, they've been drawn for a while
Can't stop using my hand as a holster
As my father once said, if you blink once you're dead
This war has turned our love into a monster
Our guns, they've been drawn for a while
Can't stop using my hand as a holster
As my father once said, if you blink once you're dead
This war has turned our love into a monster
As my father once said, if you blink once you're dead
This war has turned our love into a monster
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Writer(s): Jacob Busby
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