| I was a mess in my open eyed youth | |
| I grew up thinking | |
| What's good for one, oppresses the other | |
| It's my turn, my life, my way, mine, me | |
| It made me crazy | |
| I couldn't fight it | |
| I couldn't wait to get away | |
| It's a war | |
| With the whole wide world | |
| It's a war | |
| With the boys and girls | |
| It's a war | |
| And nothin's gonna change | |
| And nothin's gonna change | |
| It's sister and brother, mother and daughter | |
| Father, son, husband, wife, thing | |
| It's drugs, it's hunger | |
| It's race, sex and government | |
| Anyway you look at it, you're part of it, you know it | |
| The wrong inside you, can't get it right | |
| You might as well get on the train | |
| It's a war | |
| With the whole wide world | |
| It's a war | |
| With the boys and girls | |
| It's a war | |
| And nothin's gonna change | |
| And nothin's gonna change | |
| The screen is so white and it's so big | |
| It's hard to get over the feeling, you're losing your mind | |
| You offer the usher your ticket | |
| You open the soda, see what guy you're sitting behind | |
| You get excited, the lights go down | |
| You get it fed on a plate | |
| It's a war | |
| With the whole wide world | |
| It's a war | |
| With the boys and girls | |
| It's a war | |
| And nothin's gonna change | |
| And nothin's gonna change | |
| It's a war | |
| All the give and take | |
| It's a war | |
| All the love and hate | |
| It's a war | |
| And nothin's gonna change | |
| And nothin's gonna change | |
| And nothin's gonna change | |
| Nothin's gonna change | |
| Nothin's gonna change | |
| Nothin's gonna change | |
| ... |