Don’t try to ex plain your mind; I know what’s hap ’nin’ here.
One min ute it’s love, then sud den ly it’s like a bat tle field.
One word turns in to a war.
Why is it the small est things that tear us down?
My world’s noth in’ when you’re gone.
I’m out here with out a shield; can’t go back now.
Both hands tied be (G)hind my back for noth in’.
Oh, no.
These times when we (G)climb so fast to fall a gain,
why we got ta fall for it now?
I nev er (G5)meant to start a war;
you know I (Em)nev er wan na (G)hurt you.
Don’t e ven (G5)know what we’re fight in’ for.
Why does (Em)love al ways feel like a (C)bat tle field, a (G5)bat tle field, a (D)bat tle field?
Why does (Em)love al ways (G)feel like a (C)bat tle field, a (G5)bat tle field, a (D)bat tle field?
Why does love al ways feel like...
Can’t swal low our pride, and nei ther of us wan na raise that flag,
mm.
If we can’t sur ren der, then we both gon na lose what we have.
Oh, no.
(D)bat tle field?
You (CN.C.)bet ter go and get your ar mor, (Get your ar mor.) get your ar mor.
(Get I your ar bet mor.) go and get your ar mor, (Get your ar mor.) get your ar mor.
(Get I your ar bet mor.) go and get your...
We could pre tend that we are (D)friends to night, (oh,) and in the morn in’ we wake (C)up and we be al right.
’Cause, ba by, we don’t have (D#dim7)to fight,
and (CN.C.)I don’t want this love to feel like a bat tle field, a bat tle field, a bat tle field.
Why does love al ways feel like a bat tle field, a bat tle field, a bat tle field?
Guess you bet ter go and get your ar mor.
I nev er (G5)meant to start a war;
you know I (Em)nev er wan na (G)hurt you.
Don’t e ven (G5)know what we’re fight in’ for.
Why does (Em)love al ways feel like a (C)bat tle field, a (G5)bat tle field, a (D)bat tle field?
Why does (Em)love al ways (G)feel like a (C)bat tle field, a (G5)bat tle field, a (D)bat tle field?
I guess you (CN.C.)bet ter go and get your ar mor, (Get your ar mor.) get your ar mor.
(Get I your ar bet mor.) go and get your ar mor, (Get your ar mor.) get your ar mor.
(Get your ar love mor.) al ways feel like...
(Whoa,
whoa.
does love al ways feel like
Whoa, bat tle field, a bat tle field?
whoa.)
I nev er meant (Whoa, to start a war; don’t e ven know whoa.
what we’re fight ing for.
I nev er meant Whoa, to start a war; don’t e ven know whoa.) what we’re fight ing for.
I nev er meant (Whoa, to start a war; don’t e ven know whoa.
what we’re fight ing for.
I nev er meant Whoa, to start a war; don’t e ven know whoa.) what we’re fight ing for.
e ven know...
I guess you bet ter go and get your ar mor.
This page shows “Battlefield” by Jordin Sparks in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of E at 72 BPM, a comfortable easy-level arrangement perfect for first-time learners.