We were just playing house,
picking out paint for the living room
Someone to come home to Live in proof that someone could love me
Dirty dishes in the sink
As if we were meant to be
I think we always knew that it was all pretend
We were blinded by youth and that damn picket
fence And God knows we're not
perfect like Barbie
and Ken
We both know that now
We were just playing house
I might have stayed too long I prayed I was wrong,
that something was missing
And I got rid of all the dust on the pictures of us
But that didn't fix it
Flowers in the window boxes
They all died and I couldn't stop it I
think we always knew that it was all pretend
We were blinded by youth and that damn picket fence
And God knows we're not perfect like Barbie and Ken
We were just playing house I'll be in the garden
And you'll mow the lawn on
Saturdays We'll wave at the neighbors
And I will make everything be okay Be okay