Oh I try, to offer you, this man's best, Protect you, n' love you, and handle the rest But demons ‘round the corner, creepin' slow I lose myself n' they run the show Hey honey, does that make me a weak man? You say it takes away my vigor. These hands shake from the liquor, (woah oh) does that make me a weak man? I admire the way you look past the damage in my soul I sure got a dark side, and it's darker than coal And Lord knows it’s taken its toll On every vow I swore to hold But baby, does that make me a weak man? When I stumble in my shame, when I've fallen, when I'm lame, does that make me a weak man? If regret was a river, I'd be soaked to the bone, I'd drown in this whiskey, and end up alone Oh, I try to offer you, this man's best, Protect you n' love you, and handle the rest But demons ‘round the corner, creepin' slow I lose myself n' they run the show So when I fall again and the bottle slips my hand And all that’s left is what I tried to withstand even then, will you understand, will you still love me? will you still love, me.
