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