This is war, this is love.

It's like putting myself in the firing line,
With a spud gun to defend myself.
Like cuddling up with polar bears,
Wearing board shorts and a tank top.
Like stepping into the ring,
With a pair of wool knit gloves.
If only they'd all warned me,
This is war, this is love.

Like standing in front of tsunami,
With a rubber ducky inflatable ring,
Like standing at the top of Vesuvius,
With sunglasses and factor 10.
Like tackling emphysema,
With a handful of cigarette stubs,
If only they'd warned me,
This is war, this is love.

Putting myself in your path,
Even though I know you'll just punch me in the gut.
Going out of my way to see you,
Even though you'll only laugh at me.
Comparing you to angels, in heaven above,
When you're more like satan's woman.
This is war, this is love.