There’s a thin line between good and bad,
Slightly mad, you and me
And if you’re going to judge, remember this
He’s harder on himself, than you could ever be
Since he lost her there’s an emptiness he can’t fill
He says…

I’ve been down so far, I’ve done the unthinkable, 
I’ve given up on life but life won’t give up on me
I beat the odds on a round trip to the way-deep-down rock bottom
So I guess I still got some work to do…

I tried to put the fire out in my gut
Ounce by ounce, with little luck
 And the truth is, booze just makes it worse
All the years, all the hurt
But what’s a man supposed to do when there’s a void he can’t fill
 He says…

I’ve been down so far, I have done the unthinkable, 
I’ve given up on life but life won’t give up on me
And there’s a power in the prayers from the way-deep-down rock bottom
Still got some work to do… wo… still got some work to do