Wale! They ain't sayin' nothing anyway 
They might as well talk about nothin [Seinfeld Sample] [Jerry Seinfeld:] 
This woman is bending my mind into a pretzel! [Cosmo Kramer:] 
You better be careful with that thing. 
You'll start a war 
Ooooh [Verse 1] 
Look I just wanna make you better, 
I think I can save you 
But I think 
I'm Bi-Polar, 
I love you, then 
I hate you 
Grew of disdain, though 
I hate whoever ain't you 
Hate when 
I can't date you, but 
I also need my space too 
I made room for this love, how foolish of me 
And every woman lookin' at you, knew that you was lucky 
So check the verse 
Miss, I ain't say 
I'm perfect 
But you was low on love, what 
I do? Reimbursed it 
And now it hurts to be around or converse witcha 
And what's worse is before this 
I had worse witcha 
Now war missles, handguns and grenades 
The wars I couldn't break, 
Imma take 'em apart with a tank 
And Momma told me, "Be careful who you love" 
Gee said, "Just wrap it up, these bitches actin' up" 
And as for us, we was different though, things have gotten difficult 
Tried to be, 
Mr. Perfect, 
Intercontinental, hold up 
You spend your time with your fiends, all the time 
And all that time, with your friends, put my momentum on decline 
My mind's gone evil, you changed with the season 
You had a new clear heart, guess 
I was Hiroshima 
So now I need some 
Xan, need some 
Remy and some 
Reefer So when this war is over 
I'm not PT
SDing And 
I don't wanna leave her, but you know what got me wondering? 
I'm scared to lose love, but even more scared to love again [Chorus - Daniel Merriweather:] 
But why we gotta argue, why we gotta fight 
I just wanna love you, 
I wanna make it right 
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for 
So tell me why are we at war? [Chorus repeats as a round in the background] 
Why are we at war? 
Why are we at war? 
So baby why are we at war? [Seinfeld Sample] [George Costanza:] 
They get away with murder! 
You never see one of them lift anything over 3 pounds. 
They do whatever they want, whenever they want, and nobody can stop them! [Jerry Seinfeld:] 
She's like a beautiful 
Godzilla [George Costanza:] 
And I'm thousands of fleeing 
Japanese [Cosmo Kramer:] 
Oooh, she's a package full of energy! [Elaine Benis:] 
She's a package full of something! [Cosmo Kramer:] 
Yeah! [Verse 2] 
Yea, they do (whatever they want, whenever they want) and nobody else can stop it 
I'm catchin' myself depositing these feelings she'd withdraw from 
And I ain't got the gall to tell my guys they are bye-bye, so 
I'm hurtin' 
My effort is apparent, she not fertile 
The anger 
I've adopted, the feeling's been aborted 
So now I press ignore if forever 
Cupid tried to call her 
They call me, better not, see when everything is stop 
And your love's in hindsight, and you see everything it's not 
Notice everything it wasn't, realizin' why it shouldn't 
Ever be again, 'cause in the end, it's not 'bout what you put in 
**** kissing and hugging, they love pushing your buttons 
New love, is so beautiful, time just makes it ugly 
But **** it, 
I accept it, no longer will neglect it 
If a period is late, then 
I will mark it with a question 
That mean 
I never trust 'em, and if you ever love 'em 
Know that favorite girlfriends turn to crazy baby mothers 
The war [Chorus - Daniel Merriweather (2x):] 
But why we gotta argue, why we gotta fight 
I just wanna love you, 
I wanna make it right 
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for 
So tell me why are we at war? [Chorus repeats as a round in the background] 
Why are we at war? 
Why are we at war? 
So baby why are we at war? [Wale - outro] 
Uh Just another product of the 
Matrix, this maze 
I'm in amazes me at times 
I just wanted to be at peace with you, and if 
I gotta settle for a piece of you then 
I gotta say 
Peace to you 
With all due respect, 
I do respect you enough to expect 
Effort is all 
I ask If we're gonna last more 
I gotta ask for more 
And if that means 
I'm asking for too much, 
I'm sure we'll end up as our last 
Or Past We bash 
We blast We shoot 
We lose We pass 
The War