Dead at the doorstep

Rusted nails at my feet

When you said you were leaving

Didn't think you meant me

If all of this drinking

Would help me at all

Maybe some way you'd sit here and stay through the hell that I've brought

I still remember your tear covered blouse

The way that your eyes stay glued to the ground

It took me five years to see what you saw

All of this fighting don't matter at all

What a war we fought

You used to tell me

We'd be one in the next life

Then you took my heart

I felt the blade in my chest

Without a warning you set me on fire

There was no water, not one reason why

I still remember your tear covered blouse

The way that your eyes stay glued to the ground

And I hate that it took you five years just to talk

To find out this fighting doesn't matter at all

What a war we fought

What a war we fought