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When I was younger, I wish that I would have known better Better love makes a fat romance, lasts for more than a shoe shine I'm bolder, took all the words of my mother Saying it could be worse Could be born with that disease Instead of catching it first So let's go back to the first time That I met you in your Chevy With your hands stretched and me crying, screaming \"mercy, mercy\" But I know that I was put here To fight vikings in the cold war, with my arms out in the front singing \"tear me, tear me\" These things take time, love These things take backbone And they'll tell you what you want to hear They say it gets better, better But you better know how to point out the liars You've got to win your wars, make sure You're not fighting for nothing, nothing Are you fighting for nothing, nothing It feels like this world has been growing slowly upside down, Maybe I should move to China, straighten this mess out Maybe I'll be a poet, watch all the sky for falling words Letras de cancionesWrite about my grandma's curtains Or the lady who put the chinese buffet in her purse I've got my mouth, it's a weapon It's bombshell, it's a cannon I've got my words, I won't give them mercy, mercy These things take time, love These things take backbone And they'll tell you what you want to hear They say it gets better, better But you better know how to point out the liars You've got to win your wars, make sure You're not fighting for nothing, nothing Are you fighting for nothing, nothing I hope they cut you open, make you seal the warn For all the wrong reasons, make you see that some things were worth bruising for Make you see that your name is your honor code Make you see that your hands you're accounted for They can choose where your sweat and you blood will go Make you see your life's not to be lived alone Run the strip through your hair You're worth nothing, nothing These things take time, love These things take backbone And they'll tell you what you want to hear They say it gets better, better But you better know how to point out the liars You've got to win your wars, make sure You're not fighting for nothing, nothing Are you fighting for nothing, nothing (Thanks to Reychelle for these lyrics) From Letras Mania