friendly fire

Sometimes you have to watch your friends as closely as your enemies...

Woke up this mornin’ like I usually do;
woke up this mornin’ so where were you?
Goin’ down, goin’ down to friendly fire.
Look out my window, look out my door,
look in all the places you hid before.
Goin’ down, goin’ down to friendly fire.

Called out your name, called out your number;
you know I’m just beginnin’ to wonder.
Goin’ down, goin’ down to friendly fire.
You said you loved me, you said you cared,
but now you’ve left me; it’s so unfair.
Goin’ down, goin’ down to friendly fire.

I don’t know how many times I’ve held your freezin’ hand in mine
and this is all the thanks I get from you, but I ain’t finished yet.

We’ll see who wins this phoney war;
won’t be you, baby, that’s for damn sure.
Goin’ down, goin’ down to friendly fire.
I know your tactics, I know your plan;
you think I’m easy, so shoot me if you can.
Goin’ down, goin’ down to friendly fire.
Goin’ down, down, down, goin’ down, down, down to friendly fire.

(©2002 Stewart Bowman)