We say things to each other that we don't really mean, then we turn and walk away all so easily,
It's always something cruel that kills our trust,
Yeah, those ghosts of the past, they keep messing with us.
Well, you and I are not the enemy,
It's a wrestling match with things that we don't see,
Something wicked deep inside, but you and I are not the enemy.
Now, it kind of slipped my mind what we were fighting for, but it sure seemed important at the time to slam that door,
We want our own way; no one likes to compromise,
Yeah, it keeps us from seeing all the ugliness inside.
Well, you and I are not the enemy,
It's a wrestling match with things that we don't see,
Something wicked deep inside, but you and I are not the enemy.
Who are we serving if we're not down on our knees?
We've got to pray to find a better way to disagree.
Well, you and I are not the enemy,
It's a wrestling match with things that we don't see,
Something wicked deep inside, but you and I are...are not the enemy,
It's a wrestling match with things that we don't see,
Something wicked deep inside, but you and I...you and I...you and I are not the enemy.
