We've been in and out, all around the same old conversation|I push, you shove â€" neither one of us gains any ground|We spin our wheels in no apparent direction|Knowingly waste our time on what can't found||Let's not look for the right expression|And hope that it settles the score|There might not be a happy ending|It is what it is â€" nothing more||I got yours, you got my tired worn out excuses|Chalk it up cross it out â€" it don't change a thing|It's about damn time you and I cut our losses|‘Cause there ain't nothing new in this old routine||Let's not look for the right expression|And hope that it settles the score|There might not be a happy ending|It is what it is â€" nothing more||No more lying, fighting|No more trying now|| Let's not look for the right expression|And hope that it settles the score|There might not be a happy ending|It is what it is || So here is my confession| I'm ready to close this door| Might as well admit |It is what it is â€" nothing more| It is what it is â€" nothing more|