this man I married is buried deepand the more I try to wake him, the more he sleepsI used to think I knew this manthe tenderness, not the back of his handit's been two weeks since he last had a drinkbut the time bombs ticking, I can never sleepit would be easier if he didwhy do you stay here, stay with him?why do you do it?why do you treat us bad?when you've got two kids that love youand a wife that's missing you badI've got to go nowI've got to say goodbyedon't try to stop us nowand please don't you crycan't you see. we've all been through itit's all been said beforewith all these fears,for how many years can I keep comingback for moreno moremust be addicted to all this paincause I keep coming back for the shamedear god give me the strength to leaveI've got to keep going, keep going this timedon't try to stop us nowdon't pull that stuff on meI've got the kids all packed upharry's in the back with his pick up truckjenny's fallen asleep againI've got to keep driving till i reach the endI can't come back here anymoreand I know itand I know itI can't come back here anymoreand I know itand I know it