She said, "Aren't you glad that we're never at war?" Picture me kicking in your door like the police And then looking through your drawers As soon as you leave, like a thief And then picture me breaking your back With the emotional support that I'll need And then picture me as I laugh With my friend at the back, she'd been deceived And she said, "No, you don't have to worry about me, The war is only on TV and the reporters that you see will be there next week." But you don't have to worry yet 'Cause they'll just take it out of your cheque Watch the news if you forget who you set free I said, "I never had this before and the weather is so gorgeous that I agree." I'm so happy that I'm almost bored And if I didn't have to work, I'd go back to sleep But then sometimes when I drink, I think of who I used to be 'Bout how I'd k** you in your sleep for hurting me And the war was all I had, I guess that and feeling bad And now I can't remember the words I used to sing And I can't remember their names or their faces and other things And my purple heart hangs from my chest My heart and my neck, the only things that I protect Now they're covered in cement with tar lines Like band-aids on the streets, from the cars and from the heat Why didn't they just fill them right the first time? And such good food and some French wine My beautiful baby by my side With no money to my name A perfect life