I'm ripping out the stitches from my body
And tearing wounds that I hope will never heal
And writing down the way to tell this story

Of how the war was fought
And how the scars feel


I'm counting down the hours til tomorrow
And thinking up a way to let you know
That you might feel a sting before surrender

And then you'll understand you're losing all control



Cause I'm borrowing arrows from my enemies
Standing right in front of me
On this lonely shore

And I'm borrowing arrows from my enemies
Firing almost endlessly
On this holy war


And running won't protect you from this army
Oh and hiding seems to always slow you down

You're covering your tracks while setting fire to your past
You think you won't get burned
You think you won't be found


Cause I'm borrowing arrows from my enemies
Standing right in front of me

On this lonely shore
And I'm borrowing arrows from my enemies
Firing almost endlessly

On this holy war

Put your hands up put your shield down put your hands up

Put your hands up put your shield down, put your hands, put your hands

Cause I'm borrowing arrows from my enemies

Standing right in front of me
On this lonely shore
And I'm borrowing arrows from my enemies

Firing almost endlessly
On this holy war