I smell love whiskey, my baby might leave me I need him more than I can tell Love is all that matters, I can't stand to be alone I'm at the bottom of a wishing well
Heaven help me, lately I can't help myself Heaven help me, be the hero of my own personal hell
I took my pen and my paper to scribble out my woes Digging deep, I am a girl I don't know But I come to my rescue; I'm my own worst enemy I need a shaker to rattle these bones
Heaven help me, lately I can't help myself Heaven help me, be the hero of my own personal hell
Well I've been leaning on a man and a drink and a smoke to fill this hole Can I find some love and some grace in my heart and soul?
I've lost some battles but I haven't lost my faith It survived me through my darkest days I may lose my honey, my job and all my money But I trust that there's always a way
Heaven help me, lately I can't help myself Heaven help me, be the hero of my own personal hell I'll be the hero of my personal hell Be the hero of my personal hell