He comes home from a hard day working, feeling kinda rough
Wants to grab a beer, sit on down put his feet up
She ain't got no time for that, its been on her mind all day
That the kids need shoes, there ain't no food and a pile of bills to pay
I guess it's like they always say
No one ever sees, behind closed doors
When you make the choice to love someone, one thing I know for sure
No it ain't no oil painting, yet its where the lines are drawn
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Behind closed doors
We got a picket fence, some real friends we live a simple life
We lay our blankets by the river and watch the stars light up the sky
Just like everybody, we have our ups and downs
Sometimes you gotta fight to make things right, to figure it out
I guess that's what its all about
No one ever sees, behind closed doors
When you make the choice to love someone, one thing I know for sure
No it ain't no oil painting, yet its where the lines are drawn
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Behind closed doors
It's the truths that go untold, about the things they'll never see
We keep it all within these walls, under lock and key
No one ever sees, behind closed doors
When you make the choice to love someone, one thing I know for sure
No it ain't no oil painting, yet its where the lines are drawn
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
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He comes home from a hard day working, feeling kinda rough
Wants to grab a beer, sit on down put his feet up
She ain't got no time for that, its been on her mind all day
That the kids need shoes, there ain't no food and a pile of bills to pay
I guess it's like they always say
No one ever sees, behind closed doors
When you make the choice to love someone, one thing I know for sure
No it ain't no oil painting, yet its where the lines are drawn
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Behind closed doors
We got a picket fence, some real friends we live a simple life
We lay our blankets by the river and watch the stars light up the sky
Just like everybody, we have our ups and downs
Sometimes you gotta fight to make things right, to figure it out
I guess that's what its all about
No one ever sees, behind closed doors
When you make the choice to love someone, one thing I know for sure
No it ain't no oil painting, yet its where the lines are drawn
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Behind closed doors
It's the truths that go untold, about the things they'll never see
We keep it all within these walls, under lock and key
No one ever sees, behind closed doors
When you make the choice to love someone, one thing I know for sure
No it ain't no oil painting, yet its where the lines are drawn
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Wants to grab a beer, sit on down put his feet up
She ain't got no time for that, its been on her mind all day
That the kids need shoes, there ain't no food and a pile of bills to pay
I guess it's like they always say
No one ever sees, behind closed doors
When you make the choice to love someone, one thing I know for sure
No it ain't no oil painting, yet its where the lines are drawn
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Behind closed doors
We got a picket fence, some real friends we live a simple life
We lay our blankets by the river and watch the stars light up the sky
Just like everybody, we have our ups and downs
Sometimes you gotta fight to make things right, to figure it out
I guess that's what its all about
No one ever sees, behind closed doors
When you make the choice to love someone, one thing I know for sure
No it ain't no oil painting, yet its where the lines are drawn
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Behind closed doors
It's the truths that go untold, about the things they'll never see
We keep it all within these walls, under lock and key
No one ever sees, behind closed doors
When you make the choice to love someone, one thing I know for sure
No it ain't no oil painting, yet its where the lines are drawn
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Sometimes it feels like love, at times it feels like war
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Writer: Amelia Ashleigh McNeilly-Woolley, Jeremy Barnes, Matthew Thomas McNeilly-Wooley, Troy Martin Kemp
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.