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Words wonât be the weapons that I use on you
I have wired them before and I wonât supply the fuse
The phone wonât be the line I use to get ahold of you
I have dialed it before and I couldnât get through
Letters I may write wonât ever get to you
But, theyâre all a bunch of wrecking balls, so whatâs the use?
The politics of what I say are meaningless
A fool believes a politician anyway
No, and I donât want to fight or argue anymore
I want to be loved
No, and I donât want to talk about it anymore
I want to be loved
I could try to pass the word through someone else
But, theyâd probably try to paraphrase and mess it all to hell
Written words and messaged birds wonât get my point across
I send out all my lines, but they come back to me
Words wonât be the weapons that I use on you
I have wired them before and I wonât light the fuse.