From the recording From "Begging Her Graces" (1999)
Lyrics
There she stands by the door
Eyes all red, hair all tangled
In a little house, in a big ole town
Tiny man in her hands
I don't wanna drown
I don't wanna wither and fade
I don't wanna live my life
In a whiskey bottle
She drinks to my weakness
As well as my health
Says I don't like drinkin' all by myself
Tells me i'm wise
Tells me I'm strong
Says you're the best on my top shelf
I don't wanna drown
I don't wanna wither and fade
I don't wanna live my life
In a whiskey bottle
I'm no god, at least not yet
Some things I can't forgive
Still I try, still I climb
back inside one more time
I don't wanna drown
I don't wanna wither and fade
I don't wanna live my life
In a whiskey bottle