I can't always stand by myself, but Lord knows I've tried

I ain't as tough as I seem sometimes, as much as I fight

Tonight I'm leaning on the bottle, with a Bible in my hand

And kneeling like you taught me by this empty king size bed

But sometimes I pray, but not like I would, if you were here

And sometimes I drink a little more

Than I should, to fight back the tears

When I'm holdin on to my last breath

And I'm drowning in that drop that's left

And he knows, I don't know what to say

Sometimes I pray

Well I've given him the blame for my pain, time after time

And I've walked a fine line between hell and playing with fire

And I wonder why he listens as I stumble for a words

But that red and white gets clearer with every single verse

But sometimes I pray, but not like I would if you were here

And sometimes I drink a little more

Than I should to fight back the tears

When I'm holdin on to my last breath

And I'm drowning in that drop that's left

And he knows, I don't know what to say

Sometimes I pray

Sometimes I pray, but not like I would if mama was here

And sometimes I drink a little more

Than I should to drown out the tears

When I'm holdin on to my last breath

And I'm drowning in that drop that's left

And he knows, I don't know what to say

Sometimes I pray

Sometimes I pray