Hell and High Water

I was recently listening to Black Stone Cherry’s Hell and High Water and I thought it’s pretty cute:

I know your hiding places
and I know your every move
cuz’ girl, I’ve been lonely too.
And I seen a million faces
been to a million places.
But, girl, there ain’t no one quite like you.

And I’m gone through Hell and High Water.
Washed away with the tide.
I can lose a damn war all by myself,
if you were on the other side.
So, in the morning when the rooster crows,
back your bags and get ready to go.
If you’re walkin’ through hell and high water, please don’t do it alone.

I know, you feel left down.
and I know, you been turned out.
I wish I’ve been there for you.
So when the night time comes around.
And you feel like an only child,
just know, I’ll be there for you.

No? I mean, it’s so horrible of me, but let’s consider this hypothetical situation: imagine you were fighting a war, for your faith your country your belief, whatever. And your The One happens to be on the other side. What would you do? Because really, in any war, the losers will die, either at your torture, or out of shame.
Then maybe you’d tell me, “my The One will be fighting alongside me.” True. But what if he/she isn’t? Like, the draw in him/her lies in the fact you two have something to argue about, to challenge each other all the time? Or he/she could be fighting against you out of spite. Then what happens?
So, isn’t it schweet if a guy claims that he can lose a whole war for you if you were on the other side?