These are definite borders
But they have very short walls
When you're stunned it gets tough
To figure which side you’re on

Is it a fact or a figment?
Is this love or control?
Yeah, it's all a target
If you keep staring through a scope

I can't read your signals
Are we turning cheeks or tables?
Will our hands find one another?
Will we wash them of each other?

Friend or foe?

When the wounds started showing
What we keep to ourselves
We turned on each other
And it all went to Hell

In the confusion
Shots from the bloodiest angles yet
It’s friendly fire
But we're bleeding out just the same from it

What good's this white flag
When it's dripping with red?

I can't read your signals
Are we turning cheeks or tables?
Will our hands find one another?
Will we wash them of each other?

Are you friend or foe? (friend or foe?)
Are you friend or foe? (friend or foe?)

I won't hate you
You are not my enemy
I won't hate you
You are not my enemy

For all that you've taken
I still get to make this decision
I won’t hate you
I am not your enemy
I won’t hate you