Words Were the Wars

ooohhhhhhhhhh let the steam blow off the lake I know its cold out there, my voice it ... and you were once back in my brain I was honestly fine before you came and I dont need 'em anymore theese lips youve given me they're yours to keep you can throw them back to sea I dont need 'em anymore theese words you've given me they're yours they're yours those words with wars with wars