Текст: The Meg And Dia Band. Fighting For Nothing.

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
Write 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)