You tie the knot when I'm at the end of my rope, You never stop believing in me when I don't know, Who I am or what I'm supposed to be, I don't give you no good reason, But baby don't give up on me I don't go to church enough, I curse out loud I drink

And the wait seems to be over All that I know Is that my life has become such a waste for you Follow your instinct It usually takes you home Don't let these words tear you down You see me hanging By the end of the rope