| I turn the bathroom light on
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| To take my makeup off
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| Look at myself in the eye
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| I wonder why I wear it anyway
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| Another car drives by
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| I wonder where you are
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| The kids are all in bed
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| And everything but you is in its place
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| From the street view looking in
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| It’s pretty as a picture
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| A home sweet home
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| Sometimes I wish I liked drinking
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| Sometimes I wish I liked pills
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| Wish I could sleep with a stranger
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| But someone like me never will
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| Sometimes I hardly can stand it
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| I just smile with a lump in my throat
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| Sometimes I wish I could bear it
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| Didn’t have to wear this sugar coat
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| Passed down from my mom
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| She wore it so well
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| She’d rest it on my shoulders
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| Said it’s colder out there than you think
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| Would I recognize myself
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| Would anybody else
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| If I took the damn thing off and burned it up
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| Sometimes I wish I liked drinking
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| Sometimes I wish I liked pills
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| Wish I could sleep with a stranger
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| But someone like me never will
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| Sometimes I hardly can stand it
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| I just smile with a lump in my throat
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| Sometimes I wish I could bear it
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| Didn’t have to wear this sugar coat
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| Oh, this damn sugar coat
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| And one of these nights I’ll meet you in the driveway
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| And tell you to go to hell, go to hell
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| Sometimes I wish I liked drinking
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| Sometimes I wish I liked pills
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| Wish I could sleep with a stranger
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| But someone like me never will
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| Sometimes I hardly can stand it
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| I just smile with a lump in my throat
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| Sometimes I wish I could bear it
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| And didn’t have to wear this sugar coat
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| This damn sugar coat |