Lyrics

I've got fire in my hands.
And I've got a knife for a tongue.
And you've got an army behind you.

But wait...the war's already won.



Do you think I'm cruel, honey?
You say this place is poison, but you say the same of me.
You ask for more than I can give.
Well, thank you for your prayers, but I will take my chances.


I've got fire in my hands.
And I've got a knife for a tongue.
And you've got an army behind you.

But wait...the war's already won.



You want glory.
Now, I think it's overrated. But who am I to say?
We all want a little bitter with our sweet.
We all want a reason to stay when we're walking away.


I've got fire in my hands.
And I've got a knife for a tongue.
And you've got an army behind you.
I've got fire in my hands.
And I've got a knife for a tongue.
And you've got an army behind you.



But wait... the war's already won.