Alan Jackson

(Jim McBride - Alan Jackson)
We still were our rings
We still say I love you
We both play the part, oh, so well
But everyone knows
It's just a sad show
And we're only foolin' ourselves.
It's like living in a house with no curtains
The whole world can see what's inside
You can turn out the lights in a house with no curtains
But heartache has nowhere to hide.
--- Instrumental ---
We could pack up
And leave in different directions
If we just had somewhere to go
We just keep on pretending
Afraid of the ending
Admitting what everyone knows.
It's like living in a house with no curtains
The whole world can see what's inside
You can turn out the lights in a house with no curtains
But heartache has nowhere to hide.
You can turn out the lights in a house with no curtains
But heartache has nowhere to hide...