Blood

I know you don't believe in God

You're not religious

But for the sake of family Christmases you are

Always quick to brush it off

I know it's painful

But there's no crying at the table

It's so hard

Outside these four walls

You'd be out that door

You learned how to walk

On your parents floor

Who you are right now

That's not who you were before

Of course you're feeling torn

I know you would hate him

If he wasn't your dad

You wouldn't take it

If your mom didn't give you all she had

If this wasn't family

If it wouldn't rip you apart

You would curse out their name

Yours is the same

You'd call those people sick

If blood wasn't thick 

You don't really watch TV

You kinda hate it

But to avoid the conversation, it stays on

Like the photos on the fridge

They're hung like trophies

But that's not how it is

That's only how it was

That's not your real smile

'Cause you have one now

The more like you you are

The less they say they're proud

You're your parent's child

Even after you've grown up

Of course you need their love

I know you would hate him

If he wasn't your dad

You wouldn't take it

If your mom didn't give you all she had

If this wasn't family

If it wouldn't rip you apart

You would curse out their name

Yours is the same

You'd call those people sick

If blood wasn't thick

(If blood wasn't thick)

(If blood wasn't thick)

(If blood wasn't thick)

(If blood wasn't thick)

(If blood wasn't thick)

If blood wasn't thick