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?