Piano Ballroom Pt. II

I am envoking a halt to this charade
slowly but surely, these battles that you've made
have worn me down, further than I can go on now
this is got to change.

Your smile, and your eyes,
aren't enough, to save you this time

War, fighting for love, and I'm sore and afflicted
I swore, that I would come back for you, or die convicted

and Oh, you don't care what the fight is for.

I am writing this letter for you
to inform very clearly what I am to do

This isn't the way that I pictured this going
but when are things ever as simple as planned

War, fighting for love, and I'm sore and afflicted
I swore, that I would come back for you, or die convicted

Oh, you don't care what the fight is for
and Oh, I can't bare fighting anymore.

Say that you love me!