paroles de chanson F**k the War - Saint T

Welcome to the war
Welcome to the
Welcome to the war
He gets home from work at ten
And he left the house at ten
And she gets back home at five
And she feels as if she's dead
So it's vod or whiskey, wine
Just to make her feel alive
And meanwhile, when he gets back
It's a battle to the death 'til he takes her side
"Your children, they make me sick
The eldest, yeah he's a prick
And I haven't cleaned shit
And the dogs got sick
And it's all on you to fix"
She's an evil dirty witch
She makes him believe her tricks
And when it's all said and done
"It wasn't me talking, it was the drink"

"I mean, look at the state of the house
You're meant to be my spouse
And I'm out all day, all over the place
So you can have all this around
An expensive place, an expensive car
What more could you ask
But here you are, you're drinking yourself to death
You're breaking my heart"
And so, off she goes
Until the next morning shows
She ain't got nowhere to go
And he feels bad so he takes her home
And he asks her where she's been
And the answers don't quite mix
Until he sees her phone
And he knows cuz he sees her ex's name on the pics
"After everything you've done to me
You're really surprised?
You don't get home 'til ten
And I haven't got anyone by my side
And you never asked, I just didn't say
So I never lied
Every single night, you make me want to fucking die"

"Oh shit, maybe you're right
Maybe I should let it slide
Maybe when you said that you're gonna hate me forever, I shouldn't have cried
And maybe my son is really the one
That I should be trying to fight
So I forgive you and I understand
If you wanna leave me tonight"
And so, this cannot end
Too gullible to descend
And she is the definition of manipulative
And she doesn't want friends
Or anyone being unscripted
She needs him to feel restricted
Do you know what he needs?
Silence, for the conflicted