(I'm sour to the tip of my tongue)
We're fighting a war with broken arrows
We're in the deep, they're in the shallow
Come on, come on, what's done is done
I guess the good die young
I guess the good die young
The devil's water tastes so sweet
Broken hearts count one, two, three
We're fighting a war with broken arrows
We're in the deep, they're in the shallow
Come on, come on, what's done is done
I guess the good die young
I guess the good die young
I guess the good die young
I guess you guessed wrong
I guess the good die young
I guess you guessed wrong
I guess the good die young
(We're fighting a war with broken arrows)