Make War

Our love is dead but without limit Like the surface of the moon Or the land between here and the mountains It is not these hiding places that have kept us innocent But the way you taught me to just let it all go back And so we've learn to be as faithless Stand behind bulletproof glass Exchanging our affections through a drawer And It was always horribly convenient and happening too fast You should count your change before you're even out the door Well, yes you should, but please return, return To the person that you were, and I will do the same 'Cause it's too hard to belong to someone who is gone My compass spins, but wilderness remains Once too often I've retreated into the depths of my despair I built a barricade to block you on the road But standing there with all of my possessions piled higher than a house I felt closer to you than you ever would have known So let's let these tiny acts of charity becommon ground on which to build A monument to commemorate our time And though you say you've found another who will surely speed you on your way Don't let the forest grow over that path you came there by But you will, so, so hurry up and run to the one that you love And blind him with your kindness And he'll make war, oh, war, on who you were before And claim all that has spoiled in your heart (Alright, now help me out boys) But now I tell myself I've mended under these patches of blue sky There's still a few holes that let in a little rain And so it's crying on my shingles My floorboards moan under my feet The refrigerator's whining so I've got reason to complain But I'm not gonna bless you with such compliments Some degrading song of psalm Like the kind that converted you to me so long ago Because the truth is that gossip's as good as gospel in this town You can save face but you won't ever save your soul And that's a fact so, so hurry up and run to the one that you love And tie him up in your likeness And he'll become, become, oh, the prisoner I was And know all that has spoiled in your heart He'll know it all He'll know all that has spoiled in your heart So hurry up and run to the one that you love And blind him with your kindness And he'll make war, oh, war, on who you were before And claim all that has spoiled in your heart Yeah, And claim all that has spoiled in your heart (So hurry up and run to the one that you love And blind him with your kindness And he'll make war, oh, war, on who you were before And claim all that has spoiled in your heart Yeah, And claim all that has spoiled)