Mercenary Territory

Is it the lies? Is it the style? It's a mercenary territory I wish you knew the story I've been out here so long dreamin up songs I'm temporarily qualmless and sinking I've did my time in that rodeo It's been so long and I've got nothing to show Well I'm so plain loco Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorry"s into fights Now some kind of man, he can't do anything wrong If I see him I'll tell him you're waiting 'Cause I'm devoted for sure but my days are a blur Well your nights turn into my mornings Well I did my time in that rodeo Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it love keeps you waiting so long Makes you say I'll see you around The forces that be, they just don't see While your nights turn into my mornings Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorrys" into fights