i shot you in the arm it was intentional or unintentional my thoughts were unaware this isn t our first wound it ll look smaller in the morning when the light reveals the bigger ones still there we get three good days then it s back to the barracks yeah it s back to the barracks feeling anxious feeling bad we get three good days then it s back to the barracks wondering if there could be better days ahead wasn t long ago we walked in fields of green there were no mines between the places where we roamed now we just tiptoe as we both wait to cast the first stone when those little god damn mines begin to blow we get three good days then it s back to the barracks yeah it s back to the barracks feeling anxious feeling bad we get three good days then it s back to the barracks wondering if there could be better days ahead ooh ooh ooh you shot me in the arm i saw your face grow pale and we both knew so well that nothing had been won we trigger worn and wary and the only thing that scares me is the thought that one of us could die alone ooh ooh ooh three good days then it s back to the barracks wondering if there could be better days i know there could be better days so here s to all those better days ahead