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