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The art of war

by Anberlin


Am I the latest, in your art of war?
Thought your hands could heal, but they left me sore?
You´re so good, at what you think you do to me.
You´re so good, at what you think you do to me.

There are songs, I´ll never write.
Because of you, walking out of my life.
There are words, that don´t belong.
Because of you, I´ll never write another love song.

Words are the greatest, in your arsenal.
Or just the latest, in your art of war, your art of war.
You´re no good, at what you said you´d do to me.
You´re no good, at what you said you´d do to me.

There are songs (there are songs), I´ll never write.
Because of you, walking out of my life.
There are words (there are words), that don´t belong.
Because of you, I´ll never write another love song (never write another love song).
(x3)





 

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