It's just the little things you do That make me want to fight with you You're just the perfect enemy So wild and angry but so free Its just your fire Fire burns me through and through
My perfect enemy your nature Will decree destruction My worthless dignity is burning In your flames Of love and cost and Nature that is lost Of truth and pain With nothing left to gain
You are the day to my night The stinging salt in my wound You are the reason I fight I long to dance in your Fire of retribution, fire of amnesty You give my hate solution Keeping dignity Your true motive is clear No more pain no more fear
My perfect enemy Your sticks and stones will never break me You make me stronger so I live to fight again In dust and rain In murder and in pain Your heart will find No reason to unwind
I miss the little things you do When I'm not arguing with you It's just your fire, fire
