What a terrible thing, a bloody battle this is
One against the other, but no real winner
So judgmental the bystanders are
Always pointing their nose in the air
My word, have you no shame?
Take away your pride and we are the same
Just two people watching this war and doing nothing
So you want to fight, then pick a side
I really don’t care, for it’s pointless in the end
You want to be pretty, go ahead
What a horrible thing you’ve become
But what do I care? this is your heart
I’ve already chosen the side in my own battle
So go ahead, it matters not to me
Just know this one thing:
You’re standing on a minefield, ready to blow
