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 "surrender" 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