THERE'S TWO LITTLE MEN, WHO ARE FIGHTING A WAR

THEY CAN'T STOP IT NOW, IT'S BEEN TEN YEARS MAYBE MORE

ONE IS SMALL AND DEVIOUS, WITH HURT ON HIS MIND

THE OTHER BIG AND STRONG, WITH PRIDE ON HIS SIDE



ONE PLAYS DIRTY, HE'LL DO ANYTHING TO WIN

THE OTHER FENDS OFF THE ATTACKS, AGAIN AND AGAIN

THE BATTLEGROUNDS ARE  SCARRED, TORN TO PIECES

RIPPED TO SHREDS

NEITHER CAN CLAIM VICTORY, TILL THE OTHER ONE IS DEAD



THERE'S TWO LITTLE MEN, WHO ARE KILLING A BOY

THEY'RE TREATING THE BOY, AS IF THE BOY WERE A TOY

EACH ONE HAS AN EAR, TO HAVE AND TO HOLD

THEIR GRIP IS TOO TIGHT, THEIR GRIP IS SO COLD



TWO LITTLE MEN -  ONE BIG AND ONE SMALL

TWO LITTLE MEN -  IN THE MIDDLE OF A WAR

TWO LITTLE MEN -  AND I CAN'T SEE YOU

TWO LITTLE MEN -  I'M USING AS A METAPHOR