Like A Staring Contest Lyrics

Future Kings Of Nowhere Like A Staring Contest

I've been going through the records, we're not getting
any better.
Maybe I'm just getting bitter, I don't really care
whatever.
I'm so tired of open warfare, when the point of this
was to be best of friends.
We've been going round in circles like a plane without
an engine
As we spiral down the slipstream of our quickly sinking
friendship.
It's a trainwreck of an ending. It's the same as if
we'd never even met.
And now I'm going through the motions like a drunken
ballerina
who is too tired to dance but keeps on getting up to
see if
anybody stuck around to see a show that has been over
now for days.
And I know that they're gone but I keep checking
anyway.

We've been standing here for hours on the edges of a
canyon.
I've got my side you've got yours and we're both about
to fall in.
The pole we hold between us is the only thing that's
keeping us aloft.
And we're standing in the hallway, both resolved to
finally do this.
We each have our guns drawn but neither of us wants to
shoot first.
We could stay like this forever. We could stay like
this and never leave.
But there are standards I expect our breaking up to
measure up to.
When you fall in love as hard and recklessly as you and
I do,
It seems that the final act should have the same
intensity as the first scene.
If I don't lose a couple teeth then it just won't feel
real to me.

So we fall onto the floor, not really sure if this
Is breaking bones or making out, maybe a bit of both.
But I won't look away first. And you won't look away
first.

"It's a simple proposition," said the rabbit to the
badger,
"I am sure if we're committed, we could dig our way to
China.
Wouldn't it be great to see The Wall and all those
people standing on their heads?"
So they each picked up a shovel, throwing dirt over
their shoulders
And with every shovelful, their little hole got a bit
deeper
Til they had to climb down in it, just to reach the
bottom layer.
They went on like this all night, scooping up and
tossing out dirt.
In the morning they realized they weren't getting any
further.
The hole had grown so deep that the dirt they threw
kept falling back on them.
Said the badger to rabbit, "I am sure if we continue
We will pull through this on top. Perseverance is a
virtue."
So they scooped it and they tossed while the dirt piled
up around their legs.
And in a matter of hours they buried themselves in it.

And we fall onto the floor, not really sure if this
Is breaking bones or making out, maybe a bit of both.
But I won't look away first. And you won't look away
first.

I've been going through the records, we're not getting
any better.
Maybe I'm just getting bitter, I don't really care
whatever.
I'm so tired of open warfare, when the point of this
was to be best of friends.
We've been going round in circles like a plane without
an engine
As we spiral down the slipstream of our quickly sinking
friendship.
It's a trainwreck of an ending. It's the same as if
we'd never even met.
But now I'm going through the motions like a dedicated
doctor
Whose patient has been broken with no chance that he'll
recover.
I keep shocking at the body, just trying to make the
heartbeat stay.
And I know that it's gone but I keep trying anyway.

Yeah we fall onto the floor, not really sure if this
Is breaking bones or making out, maybe a bit of both.
But I won't look away first. And you won't look away
first.
No I won't look away first. And you won't look away
first.