Text: Anberlin. Dark Is the Way: Light Is a Place. Art Of War.

Am I the latest,
in your art of war?
Thought your hands could heal,
what they left me so?
You're so good,
at what you think you do to me.
You're so good,
at what you think you do to me.

(Chorus)
There are songs,
I'll never write.
Because of you,
barking out of my life.
There are words,
that don't belong.
Because of you,
I'll never write another love song.

Words are the greatest,
in your arsenal.
Or just the latest,
in your art of war, your art of war.
You're no good,
at what you said you'd do to me.
You're no good,
at what you said you'd do to me.

(Chorus)
There are songs (there are songs),

I'll never write.
Because of you,
barking out of my life.
There are words (there are words),
that don't belong.
Because of you,
I'll never write another love song (never write another love song).

(Chorus)
There are songs (there are songs),
I'll never write.
Because of you,
barking out of my life.
There are words (there are words),
that don't belong.
Because of you,
I'll never write another love song (never write another love song).

(Chorus)
There are songs,
I'll never write.
Because of you,
barking out of my life.
There are words,
that don't belong.
Because of you,
I'll never write another love song (never write another love song).