Everybody Knows — Trisha Yearwood

Morning number 32 waking up without you Mama's on the telephone She says she's got a plan She knows a nice young man Honey if I come back home

Everybody knows, everybody knows Everybody knows what to do about my misery Everybody but me

Well all the girls at work say just forget the jerk I feel better now Even my preacher cares, said all I need is prayer And everything will just work out

Everybody knows, everybody knows Everybody knows what to do about my misery Everybody but me

Everybody knows, everybody knows Everybody knows what to do about my misery Yeah everybody but me

Well I don't want a shrink Don't even want a drink Give me some chocolate and a magazine I'll learn to live without you Don't want to talk about you But I can't even walk down the street

Everybody knows, everybody knows Everybody knows what to do about my misery Everybody but me