There's a time I cried beady and took to much you
But I'm a way you stand and
interested in how not to feel
The guns are hurting my dream s
For you don't hardly see
We may only show you some
Watch your stupid guns you son
When nothing matters anymore
I not believe you enough
to go to war
When nothing matters anymore
I not believe you enough to
go to war
There's a time I cried any
man is better than none
The time alone I spent and dreaded
the day the battle is won
The joy son and could be dead (The joy
son could be dead)
The stranger in my bed
(The stranger in my bed)
Meet me in a carefree half
Swings me around the garden path
When nothing matters any
more
I not believe you enough to go to war
When nothing matters
any more
I'm not the girl you left to go to war
I thought I knew the man you were
Nightmares are the things you
must have done when you could
I been singing all you could say
loving you anymore is gone
I won't trust those arms to hold those hands to mould
my soul
I don't want him to rush at you
So I don't want him
to grow up like you
I don't want him to rush at you
So I don't want him to grow up like
you