The Verb (The Swell Season)

What's the verb to cut it off To take a knife and hack away at it You keep saying, well that's the last time You'll pretend to, stand aside no matter what we did I'm not playing, all in all then just enough to Keep us sliding back to where we were I'm not waiting That's the last time you'll get friends who Will tell you that you walked away with it When you barely scraped through I'm tired of fighting she said Your words just rattle my head All joy escapes in the dark And I can't make this make sense Your words are lost to me now I cannot take it I'm out I'm stuck here kidding myself You're out there caring somewhere What's the verb to Kick it off to Take the time and walk away from it I'm not playing, That'll never sit with us well We're far too pious to get out of it And we're on our way I'm tired of fighting she said Your words just rattle my head All joy escapes in the dark And I can't make this make sense Your words are lost to me now I cannot take it I'm out I'm stuck here killing myself You're out there drinking somewhere This time I've lost all my hope I cannot take it no more I'm stuck here killing myself You're out there laughing somewhere I'll tear my heart out no more I'll burn this bridge till its gone I'm stuck here killing myself You're out there laughing somewhere All joy is lost to me now I cannot take it I'm out I'm stuck here killing myself And you're out there drinking somewhere I'm stuck here killing myself Running away won't change anything it only puts it off Stand on the spot work out where you are and take it all from there Running away won't change anything it only puts it off Stand on the spot work out where you are and take it all from there Running away won't change anything it only puts it off