| All is fair in love and we’re in love
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| Now that everybody’s dead we can finally talk
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| can vanity and happiness co-exist?
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| All the lovers we’ve taken in direct view of the enemy
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| And we shift each others body to accept the bullet
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| And continue the pleasure, the treasures of battle
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| Its only for the for the wounded and purple hearted
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| Why must you try to ruin my peace of mind
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| And they were only words and I never meant them
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| I never loved you even in my weakness you were fuel for the fire cannon fodder
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| When my grampa drank, fell and broke his face in two
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| When the cops arrived he exclaimed i fought in world war two
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| And then they carried him to a darkened hospital room
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| And said no modern person here remembers you
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| And we can’t identify the enemy
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| And it could be you so it won’t cost you
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| It only cost me my wife and my job now what
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| Then my mom and I went to identify the body
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| and I wanted to see it but she wouldn’t let me
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| I had to wait for the military cemetary
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| And when we got there, this is what she said to me
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| Love and war in heaven and in hell
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| You get what you deserve you better spend it well
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| All is fair in love and war and love
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| Civil world like this it always sells itself |