All is fair in love and we're in love
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Now that everybody's dead we can finally talk
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can vanity and happiness co-exist?
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All the lovers we've taken in direct view of the enemy
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And we shift each others body to accept the bullet
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And continue the pleasure, the treasures of battle
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Its only for the for the wounded and purple hearted
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Why must you try to ruin my peace of mind
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And they were only words and I never meant them
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I never loved you even in my weakness you were fuel for the fire cannon fodder
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When my grampa drank, fell and broke his face in two
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When the cops arrived he exclaimed i fought in world war two
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And then they carried him to a darkened hospital room
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And said no modern person here remembers you
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And we can't identify the enemy
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And it could be you so it'll cost you
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It already cost me my wife and my job now what
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Then my mom and I went to identify the body
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and I wanted to see it but she wouldn't let me
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I had to wait for the military cemetary
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And when we got there, this is what she said to me
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Love and war in heaven and in hell
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You get what you deserve you better spend it well
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All is fair in love and war and love
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Civil war like this, it always sells itself
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Love and War
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Rilo Kiley |