And she's crying because I'm breaking up our home
And I know she's there in bed, cold and all alone
That I'm tryin' Lord, to find my freedom
And she knows the hell I'm going through in this world inside my head
There's a devil in the bottle, Lord, and he wants to see me dead
Guess, she stays on with me 'cause she really knows
By escaping to the only freedom I've ever known
There's a devil living in the bottle, Lord, and he won't rest 'til I'm dead
And she knows the hell I'm going through in this world inside my head
There's a devil in the bottle, Lord, and he won't rest until I'm dead
I fall into her arms and she helps me with my clothes
