Friendly Fire Songtext

you don't understand, you don't understand.

Do what you like, but do what you can.
if the whole world doesn't quite bend to your plan,
you know where I am bound for dioceses and diaphragms
of bishops losing faith.
and you will learn to live the life that's give and never take.

And you won't have to make the same mistakes
but you don't understand
why they need you like they need you more than that.
you don't understand, you don't understand.

If all the things you fear the most
are substitutes for ghouls and ghosts
who plot through nights to end the screams
of all your harshest childhood dreams
you should not go to battle, just sit there and wait
for some new king of england to show you the way
this is no time to stand, and no time to fight if you sit down you might be alright

But do what you like, but like what you do
there's a myriad of ways to start anew.
and I'm never that hurt,
by the lines you draw into the dirt.
and oh, if this is war, the friendly fire is not the only thing
that's knocking at my door.

And all at once it seems through broken seams
that you don't understand
why they need you, like they need you more than that.
you don't understand, you don't understand.