Stumble in the door, a quarter pass three

Drink a little more, but it's not what I need

Achin' in my head, guilty in my chest

And this ain't who I wanna be

I owe it to my mama who raised me in the choir, and told me that I was her son

I run from the father, end up workin' harder to do what's already been done

Lord, help me let go, wash over my soul

Maybe I ain't supposed to keep my head above the water

Been 80 miles an hour, seven days a week

Livin' off of Folgers and these Earthwood strings

The band needs payin', so the bills will have to wait

I can use a dollar and a lil' more faith

And I owe it to my mama who raised me in the choir, and told me that I was her son

I run from the father, end up workin' harder to do what's already been done

Lord, help me let go, wash over my soul

Maybe I ain't supposed to keep my head above the water

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh

If you're listenin', I'm givin' in

And I lay my God down

If you'll let me, I'm ready to drown

And I owe it to my mama who raised me in the choir, and told me that I was her son

I run from the father, end up workin' harder to do what's already been done

Lord, help me let go, wash over my soul

Lord, help me let go, wash over my soul

Maybe I ain't supposed to keep my head above the water