You're tellin' me I can be your enemy, your enemy
Another Bloody Sunday
Another sunburn on my skin
Another lesson I begin
Another bridge you've burned
One more lesson you can't learn
Another cold one creepin' in
I don't need
You tellin' me
All these messed up
Crazy things
You keep tellin' me I can be your enemy
The truth is so far away
You keep pushin' it - further
Diggin' it - deeper
With a pretty face
On the day that your innocence died
You let it rot me away
You're tellin' me I can be your enemy
That Bloody Sunday
The sun still looks the same to me
Out from my back door
Girl, I never knew before
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