| She don’t wage no wars
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| Cuz she don’t cave no more
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| She done let go of
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| All that is not in her blood
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| She don’t want no love
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| Anymore than she gets from above
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| She don’t ever give up
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| Oh, that’s just not in her blood
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| In her blood, oh in her blood
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| Look
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| He’s no stranger to the floor
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| Catch him sipping slowly on the last straw (it's the last straw)
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| He’s no stranger to the floor
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| Catch him throwing up in here on all fours
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| Giving up his liver, he can’t live without her
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| He lost sight of the light cuz his vision’s been clouded
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| Collecting dust up on the shelf
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| He’s been wishing he was someone else
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| Little does he know everyone is a one-man show
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| Pulling their weight along off the back of a blow
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| He’s been playing the fool, feeling empty
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| There’s no life in his blood, only whiskey and bud
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| But in time he’ll recognise the makings are tough
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| And she don’t wage no wars
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| Cuz she don’t cave no more
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| She done let go of
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| All that is not in her blood
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| In her blood, oh in her blood
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| Living
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| Living for the weekend
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| Working, 3 jobs so he can
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| Blow all the money running from reality then on Monday morning
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| He can sneak in, through the back of work cuz he’s been sleeping
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| In all the time, yeah he’s got his reasons
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| But who gives a damn if he’s too busy fighting demons?
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| Every second he’s left alone, feels like an hour of thoughts overblown
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| He never felt so useless (felt so useless)
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| Lost all his bearings, holding himself up barely
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| There’s no life in his blood, only whiskey and bud
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| But in time he’ll recognise the makings are tough
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| She don’t wage no wars (she don’t wage no wars)
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| Cuz she don’t cave no more (she don’t cave no more)
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| She done let go of
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| All that is not in her blood
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| She don’t want no love (no love)
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| Anymore than she gets from above (no she don’t)
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| She don’t ever give up (she don’t ever)
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| Oh, that’s just not in her blood
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| In her blood, oh in her blood |