Fred Eaglesmith Follow

Well the lights go offAnd the curtains go downLike an old romanceWithout any soundYou don't get the story but the heartache still comes throughAnd right or wrong It never comes up it seemsIt's just taken for granted by the girl of your dreamsAnd I guess I was taken for granted tooSpent my last six dollars on a bottle of whiskeyDrove out passed your place but that was just wishful thinkingYou were thereYou had somebody newAnd I sat and I watched the sun set on the hillFunny how you're sure the time's standing stillWhile the world keeps moving around and around on youAnd you must have heard The sound of the truckCause the lights went back downAnd I saw you get upBut I drove awayTell me what else was I to doAnd I wish we all had just a tiny compartmentA little black box where we could put our heartaches'Cause I'd lock mine in and I'd give the key to youSpent my last six dollars on a bottle of whiskeyDrove out past your place but that was just wishful thinkingYou were thereYou had somebody newAnd I sat and I watched the sun set on the hillFunny how you're sure the time's standing stillWhile the world keeps moving around and around on youSpent my last six dollars on a bottle of whiskeyDrove out past your place but that was just wishful thinkingYou were thereYou had somebody newAnd I sat and I watched the sun set on the hillFunny how your'e sure the time's standing stillWhile the world keeps moving around and around on youAnd the lights go offAnd the curtain goes downLike an old romance Without any sound You don't get the storyBut the heartache still comes through