Woodhands - I Wasn't Made For Fighting lyrics

Listen, I wasn't made for fighting I wasn't made for fighting anyway It's all the same feeling, it's all the same feeling Call me tomorrow, I'll be staring at the ceiling Why can't we [abide ?] There's no rule against doing it one more time I want to do it one more time Sit on the situations Consisting of selling conversations It's all the same feeling, it's all the same feeling Call me tomorrow, I'll be staring at the ceiling Why can't we [abide ?] There's no rule against doing it one more time I want to do it one more time