War Stories Lyrics

I heard you broke your arm. Did it hurt real bad when
you slipped on the stairs? Did I hear you say you must
look on the bright side it'll make you more
conscious for the next time?

Did you steal your best friends style when you left
town and call it invention? Did it make you cry
when the singer died. They called it sensation.

And when he stood he was a hundred feet tall, self
destructive and romantic, soaked his songs in
alcohol. And when he sang it was like an army
marching to victory. Yeah we all want a war story.