Living alone, living a lie, stealing what you need from me Your heart in your chest, knife in your breast Call it what you want, honey When you battle like a soldier, dropping bombs on everything you see Fighting a forsaken war, what for? You create your enemies Runaway, runaway I wish you would give it up and come home The fear in your eyes, you're seeing spies everywhere you turn, you know But you battle like a soldier, dropping bombs on everything you see Fighting a forsaken war, what for? You create your enemies But I am learning to let go of you. Give me a rhyme or reason why I should turn my back and be gone At times I confess, it seems the best and easiest way to go on But I battle like a soldier, picking up the pieces of our love Fighting a forsaken war: what for, when it's time to give up?