Perfection was never on the horizon or the agenda for that matter
I'll learn to appreciate these moments, even if they have to be spoon-fed
Why is it all so wonderfully hysterical these days
Even the jaded, have unmistakable grins

You wanted something different and I know I'm not a part of that
This blood is separate and I respect that
I will not leave my men, even if they fall
Respect the enemy, though they can be so [bad word] You've got your precious home; I've got your [bad word] zone
You've got your bible; I've got survival
You turned your back on me, your cuts are seemless
This prisoner's been set free won't hear from me again

Cautious grins are interpreted in many ways
Reserving [bad word] alike dust upon old photographs
You criticise but you don't even know my name
You love to hate, when to me it's just a big [bad word] game
I will swallow this moment of emptiness as I know my time [bad word] With my fist clenched and tight as my teeth
I try to say something nice to you but I can't

You wanted something different and I know I'm not a part of that
This blood is separate and I respect that
I will not leave my men, even if they fall
Respect the enemy, though they can be so [bad word] You've got your precious home; I've got your [bad word] zone
You've got your bible; I've got survival
You turned your back on me, your cuts are seemless
This prisoner's been set free won't hear from me again