War کے بول

No this is not the way i planned things One finger on the trigger Neither one of us left standing You keep one hand behind your back Saving every sordid secret For each spontaneous attack Love War Ammunition piling high You waving your war flag And i waving mine Oh how suitable we might die At the hands of one another Never seeing eye to eye Love War Well i'm not going down alone Oh lover you should have known I've got a rifle on my back A ticking time bomb in my rucksack And a sword hooked on my waist Cause when love turns into hate it's War I'll wrap this noose around your neck You flash me a peace sign we both smile As you plummet to your death Love War