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Lirieke: Jonas Brothers. Lines, Vines and Trying Times. World War III.

Tonight I walked into the bedroom
You were visibly upset
Telling me I made a bad move
But I didn't do nothing

You start screaming, wake the neighbors
And now everybody's out for our blood
I didn't want no confrontation
Because of you that's what I've got

Well, you gotta chill out
'Cause, baby, I don't wanna fight with you
And every battle we fought
Just made us look like fools

No, you can't have a World War III
If there's only one side fighting
And you know, whoa, oh
That there's lessons left to learn

Every time you attack
Doesn't drive me to fight you back
And I know, whoa, oh
That I'll never let it be World War III
World War III, let me tell 'em

Now you're rounding up your army
Turning all your troops on me
Telling lies just to feel happy
But I won't retaliate, no

No, you can't have a World War III
If there's only one side fighting
And you know, whoa, oh
That there's lessons left to learn

Every time you attack
Doesn't drive me to fight you back
And I know, whoa, oh
That I'll never let it be World War III

Well, you gotta chill out
'Cause, baby, I don't wanna fight with you
And every battle we fought
Just made us look like fools

No, you can't have a World War III
If there's only one side fighting
And you know, whoa, oh
That there's lessons left to learn

Every time you attack
Doesn't drive me to fight you back
And I know, whoa, oh
That I'll never let it be World War III
Not gonna be a World War III
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Every time you attack
Doesn't drive me to fight you back
And I know, whoa oh
That I'll never let it be World War III
World War III, World War III