歌词：Martina McBride. Emotion. 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
And one side is retreating, and the other's runnin' scared
And the drums of war are beating, even though 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