Travis Tritt - Better Off Dead lyrics

There ain't one objection That I haven't lodged Makes me just want to give up Get the hell outta Dodge But I stay here truthful With a heart that's in pain Just tryin' to stay dry Though I'm standin' in the rain Would she be forgiving If she only knew How I try to tread water Wearin' concrete shoes And it all goes rotten Everything that I touch And it won't be forgotten That I've hurt her this much Will I ever live down Angry words that I've said? I can't help this feeling I'd be better off dead She calls up her best friend And she cries on the phone And I feel like a stranger In the house we call home I beg her to listen As she walks out the room These clouds won't be clearin' Here anytime soon So, I take desperate measures To bring back our love By fixin' what's broken But I can't patch things up And it all goes rotten Everything that I touch And it won't be forgotten That I've hurt her this much Will I ever live down Angry words that I've said? And Lord, I can't help the feeling I'd be better off dead I walk past her bedroom First door down the hall Where my daughter lies sleepin' Unaware of it all And Lord, I feel grateful She's too young to see The trouble and turmoil 'Tween her mama and me And then I lean over And softly kiss her head And just then it hits me I'm not better off dead