From my 'Nebraska' period. Dark stuff.
Lyrics
She only sees me through her eyes
She never sees through my disguise
A loving husband, a faithful man
She don't know the man I've been
I kept my secrets when we met
I've been through hell, I ain't back yet
I play my role and I hide the truth
Break her heart if she ever knew
You're afraid you're gonna drink
You pour the whiskey down the sink
And wish you could chase it
Down the drain
You keep the number of a man
Who once sold you grain
You swore you'd never make that call again
She don't know the man I've been
Driving home through town at night
Temptation in each neon light
The drink, the smoke, the sex, the guns
This is the place where I come from
To be the king of my suburban life
A kingdom that I built on lies
That I never miss the end to pay
And I'm not still the man I've been
Afraid you're gonna drink
You pour your whiskey down the sink
And wish you could chase it
Down the drain
You keep the number of a woman
You knew when you were running
You swore you'd never make that call again
She don't know the man I've been
She don't know the man I've been
She don't know the man I am
(c)2025 Ray Weaver