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)
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)
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 (never write another love song)
