I sit here surrounded by nothing but failurenMy bottle’s empty, but I still crave morenI hear what you’re saying, not sure that I’m listeningnThere’s no denying I’m losing the warnnCHORUS:nCause I’m not the man that you marriednAnd you can’t turn water to winenI want you to be happy, so walk out the doornThere’s no denying I’m losing the warnnI wish that I had thought before I had spokennMy eyes are swollen, my mouth is drynI wish that I could tell you, I could give it up for younThere’s no denying I’m losing the warnnCHORUSnnOff in the distance, I’m sure I see an angelnHer words are broken, so are her wingsnEyes closed and dancing on top of a barnThere’s no denying I’m losing this warnnCHORUSnnI want you to be happy, so walk out the doornThere’s no denying I’m losing this war