Yeah the lady and me both agree some days we just don't get along. But the whiskey and me both agree maybe we both just better off. Well the preacher believes that I'll meet all of these demons hanging on. But we both know if they don't, I'll get lonely, Need a few to tag along.
[Pre-Chorus:] Hanging here by a thread Hear a voice inside my head
[Chorus:] Lie me beside you every night And dread the day you might be gone. She said "In case you hadn't noticed that Played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long (no) And I'm not about to anymore"