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 I've cried a million tears



I'm too tired to fight it

Too ashamed to pray

And I'm sure the Lord must be bored

With the promises I've made

So I sit here with my secret

Where no on else can see

I'll just keep it

Between the devil and me



Monday morning, here I am

Hiding bottles in the garbage can

I take out the trash and pray no one sees

I keep my family in the dark

Lord knows it would break their hearts

To see their rock be so weak



I've had a good old Baptist raisin'

So I've got no good excuse

I wish that I was stronger

But here's the honest truth



I'm too tired to fight it

Too ashamed to pray

And I'm sure the Lord must be bored

With the promises I've made

So I sit here with my secret

Where no on else can see

I'll just keep it

Between the devil and me



I'm hoping for a miracle

I know that i can change

No I'm not giving up

I know there'll come a day



When I'm not too tired to fight it

Or too ashamed to pray

And I know the Lord won't be bored

With the promises I've made

I won't live here with my secret

Where no one else can see

No I won't keep it

Between the devil and me

No I won't keep it

Between the devil and me