Close the Curtain

Rehearsing smiles over cold cereal
Reciting small talk over coffee
You set the stage, I play my part
It’s almost convincing

“Honey, I’m home” falls right on cue
Forks and knives keep up the conversation
Your kiss goodnight leaves before it lands
And I gotta wonder if it’s time we

Close the curtain
Quit feeding each other lines 
Drop the happy couple scene
We’ve done a thousand times
There’s no one here but us 
Stop acting like we’re in love
Baby, it’s ok
I’d rather lose you than love you this way

Your touch was once electric current through my skin
Laughter chimed like bells off the bedroom walls 
Luscious nights blurred into dawns
I could live everyday on the nearness of you

But tender words turned scripted
Lovers gaze turned masquerade
When did passion become a production?
I'm sorry but I think it's time to

(CHORUS)
Am
C
One last touch          (I know it hurts)
                  G
At least it’s real this time
       Am
Our final bow
                     F  Fm
Your hand in mine
      G
We both know this show is over