Every time I look in his face
I can’t stop thinking of horrible waste
Cause things aren’t always how they appear
And he’s not the same person as he was last year
He’s got a good life, he’s got a good home
He’s his own victim, decisions are his own
And every time I look in his eyes
I’m seeing crisis and compromise
Cause things aren’t always how they appear
And he’s not the same person he was last year
He’s got a good life, he’s got a good home
He’s his own victim, decisions are his own