Bedroom Battleground

G C G We get up every mornin and we sit at separate walls G D And the closet thing to touching you is our passing in the hall G C G G D G Cause another day of pride brings another night of war G C G We've turned our bedroom into a battleground G D Whatever came between us has turned our world around G C G This old tear stained bed cries out to lay our armor down G D G We've turned our bedroom into a battleground