Friendly Fire

She 's driving round in circles She wants to curse his name A van is drawn and meanwhile He's finding his composure know he feels the same We set the bait, we lie and wait We wave the flag, too late Why do we string the arrows, why do we tell the lies Why do we load the ammo, until dead is from our eyes Why do we raise our voices, while preaching to the quire Why do we froze our hearts, and open friendly fire Why do we wage destruction, why do we scorch the earth Why do we drive them down into the dirt I need to press a button; I had to make it rain When the dust will form and meanwhile Losing her composure, she never feels the same We set the bait, we lie and wait We wave the flag, too late Why do we string the arrows, why do we tell the lies Why do we load the ammo, until dead is from our eyes Why do we raise our voices, while preaching to the quire Why do we froze our hearts, and open friendly fire Why do we wage destruction, why do we scorch the earth Why do we drive them down into the dirt When looking for some closure, will never be the same