Warzone Songtext
von Arlo Matthews

I ran into a war zone
I stumbled into friendly fire
Should I try to snuff it out
Or let it fuel my desire
I try not to admit it
But I wouldn′t call myself a liar
Why would I change my old clothes
Just to try and match with your attire

It could be a bed of roses
Or desecration with a view
I could color in your world
Or leave you feeling black and blue
If you left it up to me
I couldn't take my leave
It′s hard to get on stage
When you can't bow out gracefully


Every second that I turn back
The walls keep on getting higher
I've been a little out of touch
While my demons all conspire
If you don′t want me in your corner
Go ahead and leave me on the wire
I know it′s hard to look around
A feeling that may not expire

It could be a bed of roses
Or desecration with a view
I could color in your world
Or leave you feeling black and blue
If you left it up to me
I couldn't take my leave
It′s hard to get off stage
When you can't bow out gracefully

Someday I′ll see your face in the clear light of day
And maybe then, for a moment, I would know what to say
But as for now, here we are, locking eyes behind bars
Falling asleep on the floor while we search for the stars


It could be a bed of roses
Desecration with a view
I could color in your world
Or leave you feeling black and blue
If you left it up to me
I couldn't take my leave
It′s hard to get on stage
When you can't bow out gracefully