I'm not the kind that gets around, just another face in this little town
An everyday man trying to live life right
You wouldn't know it to look at me, I live in silent misery
Or I lead a double life
I've battled with the bottle all alone for years
I've lied a thousand lies, and cried a million tears
I'm too tired to fight it, and too ashamed to pray
I know the Lord must be bored with the promises I've made
So I sit here with my secret thinking no one else can see
And I'll just keep it between the devil and me
Monday morning here I am hiding bottles in a garbage can
I'm hoping for a miracle, I know that I can change
No I'm not givin' up, I know there'll come a day, when
I'm not too tired to fight it, or too ashamed to pray