Ice Cream With The Enemy Lyrics - Singles - None More Black

Face it, I'm catching all your drifts 

They're blowing eastward 

Through my door and out my window 

Originate in mouth, in innuendos 

Every word is meant to hurt 

Meant to feel like war 

I've had enough 

All's fair only when the weather is 

The air is right for shooting down my best intentions 

But all the good it's done 

We'll never mention 

Just like the worst, just like the worst 

Hot tongues and poor little lungs are burnt to a crisp from fire that we spit 

No wins with sharp bloody pins that we've hired and fired at will 

They're sticking in my skin 

I've had enough 

Allies are worthless in this shit faced fucking 

That I fear has grown to pity me for the damage done 

And you for the healing 

When neither side has meant to hurt 

Now when I get lost 

I follow the blood trail home to my disgust 

And think of all the wrong things I could be doing 

And all the good times I could ruin 

"Hey, I wouldn't worry about it man 

Do what you can try not to hide" 

"Hey, I wouldn't worry about it man 

Do what you can to feel alive