I Wasn't Made For War

I was in wait for the train to the city, and

I was innately vain, what a pity, and

All of the boys on my block were the kind that want

War and glory

Glory, I want you

Shaking the sand from the box I was sleeping in

I was innately mad for believing in

All of my idols were always the ones who want

War and glory

Glory, I have you

I was in wait for the train to the city, and

I was innately vain, what a pity, and

All of the boys on my block were the kind that want

War and glory

I was in wait for the train to the city, and

I was innately vain, what a pity, and

All of the boys on my block were the kind that want

War and glory

I was in wait for the train to the city, and

I was innately vain, what a pity, and

All of the boys on my block were the kind that want

War and glory

I was in wait for the train to the city, and

I was innately vain, what a pity, and...