Well I think you got stolen money
'Cause I think your pride isn't easy to feed

What easy comes, easy goes
Don't say a word, I know
These are the crimes and procedures of war

These are the crimes and procedures of war
So you can fight with no guilty at all
These are the crimes and procedures of war

'Cause you know, baby, what this is all about
Whoever wins the battle, call the shots
And then we flip the coin and start this shit over
Again and again
But you know I'm not used to
Your machine guns
And your complete obssession to win
I don't share your sense of ambition
That's why I think

You got stolen money
'Cause I think your pride isn't easy to feed

I tell you one thing
What easy comes, easy goes
Don't say a word, honey, 'cause I know

These are the times and procedures of war

These are the crimes and procedures of war
So you can fight with no guilty at all
Now these are the crimes and procedures of war
So you can fight with no guilty at all
No reason, no guilty at all