We are young to heartache we stand No promises no demands Love is a battlefield.
We are strong no-one can tell we're wrong Searching our hearts for so long Both of us knowing Love is a battlefield.
You're begging me to go making me - Why do you hurt me so bad? It would help me to know do I in your way Or am I the best thing you've had? Believe me believe me I can't tell you why
But I'm trapped by your love and I'm to your side. We are young heartache to heartache stand no promises, no demads love is a battlefeild
When losing control And when all this gets old will it still feel the same? There's no way this will die
But if we get much I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders you'll need me to hold. We are young to heartache we stand ...