If my man was fighting, some unholy war;
I would be behind him.
Straight, shook up beside him, with strength he didn't know.
It's you I'm fighting for.
Chorus:
He can't lose with me in tow, I refuse to let him go.
At his side and drunk on pride, we wait for the blow.
We put it in writin'
But who you writin' for?
Just us on kitchen floor
Justice done, recitin'
My stomach standin' still
Like you're readin' my will
Chorus:
He still stands in spite of what his scars say
And I'll battle 'til this bitter finale (Bitter finale)
Just me, my dignity, and this guitar case, woah, woah
Yes, yes, my man's fightin' some unholy war
And I will stand beside you
But who you dyin' for?
B, I would have died, too
I'd like to
If my man was fightin' some unholy war
Yeah, if my man was fightin'