Texty: Tift Merritt. Tambourine. Still Pretending.

I hear you coming up the driveway
I tie a ribbon in my hair
Well, look who's come to see me
Funny, you always end up here

But it's still pretending
And it's still wrong
And I still can't tell my heart
Why I'm still alone

I guess I'm supposed to lock you out
I guess I'm supposed to play it tough
But I see how you look at me --
Baby, it always is enough

But it's still pretending
And it's still wrong
And I still can't tell my heart
Why I'm still alone

Barefoot in the kitchen laughing
Till you leave, when I'll be crying
Inside the door I close behind you
Wishing you would stay

But we're still pretending
And we're still wrong
And I still can't tell my heart
Why I'm still alone