There's a silence on the front lines
  You can cut it with a knife
  You can stay and take your chances
  Or you can run to save your life
  And one side is retreating
  And the other's runnin' scared
  And the drums of war are beating
  Ever through it's undeclared
  
  And both sides say they're winning
  And both sides know they're losing
  And neither one knows what they're fighting for
  And in the quiet little places
  You can see the little faces
  Huddled right outside the bedroom door
  Praying for an end to this uncivil war
  
  Papa needs a new job
  So he's swallowing his pride
  Oh but it don't go down easy
  And it eats him up inside
  And mama, she don't notice
  Little sister's ragged dress
  Lately she don't notice
  Much of anything I guess
  
  They're just fightin' off the hunger
  Tryin' to keep from goin' under
  But the wolves just keep on gatherin' 'round the door
  There's no place to run for cover
  So they're turning on each other
  'Cause there really ain't no winners anymore
  Just victims in this uncivil war
  
  There's a silence on the front lines
  You can cut it with a knife
  You can stay and take your chances
  Or you can run to save your life