Dear Tonight - Rushing At Ends lyrics

We toss words around like whispers to be dramatic Lace it through our language, pa** on through our ears, ''we're on our way out.'' Kids making jokes and stepping on cracks, they swear We toss this word around like a whisper... (until it explodes like a grenade) Suicide is a f*cking myth It's always a genocide: Explodes in homes, leaves shaky walls Takes out everyone who's ever breathed a breath or shared a day Clips them off at the knees; organs seize They're losing blood and not making any sense... So now everyone sits in the room Full of too many tired kids Too few meaningful words And a sun that never seemed so cold And the scariest picture isn't the corpse But the shell of a family Still living, half hung Sitting in back i can feel my ribs popping one by one Digging into my lungs like wooden daggers Rough and broken off by kids with vampires hot on their heels I can feel my ribs Maybe his piping was weak: The blood pushed too damn hard The heart kept its own rhythm Like a sweet souled mad jazzman But he broke the song He broke the song with an off time improv and now there's nothing There's nothing but we're screaming, screaming like this can do something Like there's something in songs that rings truer and louder... But there's nothing And we're screaming like this will do something Like these songs Can stick in your skull longer than d**h, but they can't No they can't and they won't pump through your veins truer than d**h And i don't know what's left And i'll sing these words, they're not doing sh** This song is all lies and i'll keep screaming like words help They can't I quit