[Intro: Heath McNease]
The world don't end with a bang, but a whimper
What's one more blood stain to a killer?
What's one more cut vein when you injured?
What's one more dead saint to a sinner?

The world don't end with a bang, but a whimper
Truth don't spread when it's strained through a whisper
Make peace with that face in the mirror
'Cause we ain't gon' leave here the same as we entered

[Verse 1: Heath McNease]
I saw the White House up in flames
I heard the people celebrate
After Pennsylvania Avenue was desolate
They said America was never great
And all the pundits on the television
Said don't let the violence escalate
But city after city fell down like the Romans sacked Jerusalem
And Titus let the Devil reign

Now the whole world looks like Normandy and Florence
The whole world looks like Normandy and Florence
The whole world looks like Normandy and Florence
Like Operation Overlord and Normandy's for tourists
The whole world looks like Columbine and Pulse
The whole world looks like Columbine and Pulse
Hate gets the platform that's swallowed up by the pulp fiction zealot pouring arsenic that's swallowed by the cults

And they burn down abortion clinics
They burn down churches, synagogues, and the Mormon temples
And they burn down the mosque while you worshipping in it
And say that war and dissonance is the new world religion

It's a Molotov cocktail mixed in a bottle
Thrown through the window of a barbershop in Harlem
Marcia Clarke and Darden vs Cochran
While the words of Mark Fuhrman echo through your conscience
If you got one

[Chorus: Jordan Coleman]
Oh, my God
Still no cure for a broken heart
Gather the pieces where you are
So they don't spend a day apart, no

Oh, my God
Still no cure for a broken heart
Gather the pieces where you are
So they don't spend a day apart, no
[Verse 2: JGivens]
Now is it through faith or through grace?
If I took too long then I guess I'm two-faced
Did I question wrong?
Like is it too gay to depend on fathers for the
Daddies and the sons
Oh yeah, don't drink the Kool-Aid if it smells like almonds

I'm trying to get by with this Christian calling
But my mind feels that its involvement's not real off top
Still pray to see tomorrow shining
Even if my meal depends on ramen
Be honest
If I asked you to be yourself and my practices was different
Ask me if they was hidden
Facts of me was just missin'
And that could just be the image
That's how religion go
Either you were ignorant or I was hypocritical

Keep on selling the milk and honey, doe
It's nothing personal, I just don't think it's funny so
I guess the truth between what you said and what you showed
Is that we all gotta change for the money, bro

[Chorus: Jordan Coleman]
Oh, my God
Still no cure for a broken heart
Gather the pieces where you are
So they don't spend a day apart
No
Oh, my God
Still no cure for a broken heart
Gather the pieces where you are
So they don't spend a day apart, no
Good night and good luck

[Verse 3: Krum]
The whole world looks like a joke
The whole world looks like it's broken
The whole world looks like a joke
The whole world's here and it's gone

These craters go deep when you pale as the moon
We been fed a full belly off the silverest spoon
And I ain't never spoke on it, I don't know what to say
And my heart is too heavy to weigh

They been choked by justice, told us they can't breathe
From cigarettes and blunt wraps, it's too much to believe
Please God, don't let our kids see us this way
We're too afraid to let 'em go out and play

This plastic gun is just a toy
That man we shot was just a boy
Please tell me how to act when the system's torn
My brothers telling me it takes time to mourn

But our eyes only crying till they dried out
When the tears stop, what time do we ride out?
Do I feel responsible or do I just feel bad?

Is it my fault or my dad's dad's dad's dad?

[Chorus: Jordan Coleman]
Oh, my God
Still no cure for a broken heart
Gather the pieces where you are
So they don't spend a day apart
No

Oh, my God
Still no cure for a broken heart
Gather the pieces where you are
So they don't spend a day apart
No

[Outro: Heath McNease]
Good night and good luck
Good night and good luck
Good night and good luck
Good night and good luck
Good night and good luck