A long day
If ever these questions were yours
what would you say?
I don't know
But I'm writing the answers on
cheap paper napkins
And now he's turning off
Now she's shutting down
Chorus
It's not what it seems
Nothing's the same when you give it away
No it's not what it seems
It's just what you think it is
And these fights
They climb through my veins
like it's mercury rising
And these nights
I seem to remember a home that was better
And now he's turning off
Now she's shutting down
Chorus
Now he's turning off
This family is breaking down
Chorus
It's just what you think it is