From the outside the walks are paved with gold
But on the inside a story goes untold
Outside the lighting gives the house a welcome glow
Inside the lights went out a long time ago
All these years, and all these tears
Nothing's ever quite what it seems
Two story house
Trying their best to survive
Two story house
Hiding the truth of their lives
Standing tall on the outside
Too many walls on the inside
How do you know what to feel?
How can you tell what is real?
So many memories this place can still recall
But all that's left is what you're hearing in the halls
For all the shouting they can't seem to understand
They can't remember why the gold is on their hands
All these years and all these tears
No one's listening, and no one believes
Two story house
Playing the usual parts
Two story house
Nobody knows who they are
Standing tall on the outside
Too many walls on the inside
How do you know what to feel?
How can you tell what is real?
He says there's nothing wrong, and doesn't take the time
She sees reality and knows what's on the line
If life is just about the things we can pretend
What are we ever really left with in the end?
He reads a story till the baby falls asleep
She reads again and tries her hardest not to weep
At all the fairy tales and sunsets in the book
She wipes her eyes and she prays he doesn't look
All these years and all these fears
Nothing's turned out quite like their dreams
Two story house
Trying their best to survive
Two story house
Hiding the truth of their lives
Standing tall on the outside
Too many walls on the inside
How do you know what to feel?
How can you tell what is real?