I don’t want to be right anymorenI don’t want to be goodnI don’t want to change your mindnTo feel it like I donnI don’t wanna sell gravesnPeddle them door to doornA little something to ease your mindnAnd prepare you for what’s in storennI don’t want to fightnBrother, I’m not joking about peacenWe can have it here tonightnIt all comes down to you and mennYou never asked me to save anyonenNot in whole or in partnLike I was some kind of Holy GhostnCome to change their heartsnnI don’t want to fightnBrother, I’m not joking about peacenWe can have it here tonightnIt all comes down to you and mennYou know the tree by the fruitnBut just between me and younI never do what I wantnI do what I’m taughtnAnd I’ve been learning a lotnAbout the violence I’m capable ofnnSo I’m walking away from thisnBefore I hurt someonen‘Cause I’m facing enemiesnOn both sides of the gunnnI don’t want to fightnBrother, I’m not joking about peacenWe can have it here tonightnIt all comes down to you and me