Trisha Yearwood - Everybody Knows lyrics

Mornin' number 32 wakin' up without you Momma'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 Yeah everybody but me Well I don't want a shrink Don't even want a drink Give me some chocoloate and a magazine I'll learn to live without ya Don't wanna talk about ya But I can't even walk down the street Everybody knows Everybody knows Everybody knows what to do about my misery Yeah everybody but me Everybody knows Everybody knows Everybody knows what to do about my misery Yeah everybody but me