Trisha Yearwood - Everybody Knows lyrics

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

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 wanna 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

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Everybody knows what to do about my misery

Yeah, everybody but me