This is a song about desperation. All of my songs are personal, but this one feels a little more so than usual. I'm trying some new things here for me, both musically and lyrically. Would appreciate some feedback on it.
This song came out kicking and screaming. For a tune that I wound up very pleased with, the lyrics were to hell to get right, the video ended up out of focus and in the wrong resolution, and it took about 10 more takes than usual to get something good. Sorta feels like it wanted to stay rough, which in many ways fits the song aesthetically.
I hope you enjoy.
lyrics
Well if love’s what you want
Then I’ll give up and throw in the towel
And if blood’s what you want
Then I’ll grab it and wipe up the floor
And if peace is your goal
Then I’ll hang up my arms all around you
And if peace gets too boring
I’ll strike the first blow in the war
We’ve used up the classic retorts
So we try to find synonyms
How many ways can you tell me that we’re in a rut
How many ways can I ask you
To open your heart again
And how many ways can you tell me
To keep my mouth shut
Well if love’s what you want
Then I’ll give up and throw in the towel
And if blood’s what you want
Then I’ll grab it and wipe up the floor
And if peace is your goal
Then I’ll hang up my arms all around you
And if peace gets too boring
I’ll strike the first blow in the war
You made me a knight
That never knew when to stop fighting for you
And I made you a princess
That never knew when to shut up
You made me swear
That I’d take a bullet and die for you
And then we made love
And you told me it wasn’t enough
So if love’s what you want
Then I’ll give up and throw in the towel
But if blood’s what you want
Then I’ll grab it and wipe up the floor
And if peace is your goal
Then I’ll hang up my arms all around you
And if peace gets too boring
I’ll strike the first blow in the war
If I’m as wrong as you say
Then let me be fallible
And I’ll let you be right
About any damn thing that you please
Except when you tell me you think
That we’re incompatible
Cause you got me shackled on a chain
And you threw out the key
So if love’s what you want
Then I’ll give up and throw in the towel
And if blood’s what you want
Then I’ll grab it and wipe up the floor
And if peace is your goal
Then I’ll hang up my arms all around you
And if peace gets too boring
I’ll strike the first blow in the war
Your two-headed dogs and the
Fire in your eyes make it palpable
When you’ve sipped all your whiskey
And tell me to go back to hell
My sober entreaties to reason
Never seem applicable
And your sloppy transitions to foreplay
Feel like a farewell
But if love’s what you want
Then I’ll give up and throw in the towel
And if blood’s what you want
Then I’ll grab it and wipe up the floor
And if peace is your goal
Then I’ll hang up my arms all around you
And if peace gets too boring
I’ll strike the first blow in the war