there is no sign of land
I hope i lie, i hope it s already too late
you can t find one good thing to say
I hope we come up with a fail-safe plot, i hope i cut myself shaving tomorrow
i hope it bleeds all day long
We re pretty sure they re all wrong, give up on trying to save us, there is no sign of land
and i hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
you d stay the hell out of my way
And i hope you die, you are coming down with me, and i hope you die
I hope it s already too late, i hope i lie
I hope it bleeds all day long, and i hope when you think of me years down the line
I hope i cut myself shaving tomorrow, i hope we both die
and i hope you blink before i do
I hope i cut myself shaving tomorrow, fall down beneath their own weight, you are coming down with me
we re pretty sure they re all wrong
i hope the worst isn t over
Hand in unlovable hand, give up on trying to save us Children, and i hope you blink before i do
and tell everyone you were a good wife
And i hope we hang on past the last exit, i hope it bleeds all day long Mountain, i hope it stays dark forever
I hope that our few remaining friends, there is no sign of land
Give up on trying to save us, and i hope we hang on past the last exit, and tell everyone you were a good wife
i hope the worst isn t over
someday burns down
you can t find one good thing to say
And i hope we hang on past the last exit, i hope we come up with a fail-safe plot
Fall down beneath their own weight, and i never come back to this town again in my life
give up on trying to save us
You are coming down with me, i hope i cut myself shaving tomorrow
And i hope i never get sober, i hope i cut myself shaving tomorrow, i hope it s already too late
i hope the worst isn t over
fall down beneath their own weight
i hope that our few remaining friends
and tell everyone you were a good wife
give up on trying to save us
fall down beneath their own weight
there is no sign of land
Our friends say it s darkest before the sun rises, and i hope you die, and i hope when you think of me years down the line
You d stay the hell out of my way, i hope we both die
I hope it s already too late, you d stay the hell out of my way
i am drowning
This song reminds me of my parents. They recently divorced and told me they only stayed together for so long because of me and that made me feel like I made them suffer. So take it from this kids perspective don't "stay together just for the kids" if you're suffering then the kids are too.
Five years ago, my mom died unexpectedly. She'd had a stroke, but we expected her to pull through. We got the call at around 5 AM to come to the hospital as soon as we could, and when you're already spending all day every day there, you know what that means. We disconnected her life support. She died around 8:30 AM. She was only 66. We were down in Florida. The traffic was terrible. It was gray and raining. All I could think as I looked around at all the people was "Good." I hoped everyone had planned a beach day. I hoped they were all late to something really important. I hoped they were idling away the last of their gas and they left their wallets at home. I hoped they had left every window in the house open and laundry on the line. I didn't want anyone else in the world to feel remotely good about anything, because I felt so awful. I never saw that sentiment reflected in any sort of art until now.
“There may come a day when you’re gonna need the words to this song. You’ll be sitting there, going, ‘What has become of my marriage? This blows!’ I want you to remember that I gave you a little something that you could sing, because when that time comes, there won’t be much to do besides sing.” – John Darnielle lol!!!
I think the great idea hidden under the bitter lyrics is that this person is suffering through grief so badly, that they're hoping to extend the period of spite and vitriolic aggression because they believe if they ever lost that hate, it would soon turn to an unyielding sadness.
The only thing worse than what they feel now, is truly being without them. "You are coming down with me hand in unlovable hand. I hope you die, I hope we both die."