Disarm

My baby does so much panicking around

And lately I cannot talk her down

My love, what are you fighting for?

My love, you’ll never even the score

Cause there’s always one more



War in the waiting

War in the waiting

With your arms up

War in the waiting

War in the waiting

Give it up



My love, aren’t you tired of arguing?

My love, you won’t surrender a thing

By disarming



My baby, there’s so much panic in these days

Enemies made out of brothers down the way

My love, you and I are a siamese form

My love, so what are we fighting for?



War in the waiting

War in the waiting

With your arms up

War in the waiting

War in the waiting

Give it up



My love, I’m so tired of arguing

My love, we won’t surrender a thing

By disarming



If you can’t remember

The good in your brother

Ask another, ask another