How I Love That Man

Well I don't sugarcoat the truth,

my mouth is full of bittersweet.

The poison inside him

fuels all the fire inside of me.

He's a few drinks after work,

The light over the basement door.

Late for dinner every night,

Work clothes on the kitchen floor.

With his arms around me

I forget everything.

Sometimes I wish my memory served me better.

I know redemption is a powerful thing,

But I don't give a damn,

How I love that man....

He's a hell of a lot of work,

sometimes just to hold in my gut.

An empty box in the attic

I'm sorry I ever opened up.

He's 50 minutes of indifference,

10 minutes of 'look-me-in-the-eye'.

And it underminds all common sense

that I wouldn't just say goodbye.

With his arms around me

I forget everything.

Sometimes I wish my memory served me better.

I know redemption is a powerful thing,

But I don't give a damn,

How I love that man....

And every night that I cry

He promises me that he'll try.

And how he tries.

And how he lies......

With his arms around me

I forget everything.

Sometimes I wish my memory served me better.

I know surrender is a powerful thing,

But I don't give a damn,

I don't give a damn.

I must not give a damn....

cause how I love that man....

How I love that man.....