(Gary Burr/Terri Clark)

He says it's none of my damn business, how much he drinks.
And he doesn't have a problem, no mater what the whole town thinks.
At his baby's birthday party, there was whiskey on his breath,
Everybody wants to save him, but he's not ready yet.

You wanna scream, you wanna cry.
You want someone to tell you why,
All the hope that's in your heart is not enough.
You hit your knees, you shake your fists,
Oh, it's the deepest wound there is,
When you can't help the one you love.

Her sister reads the bible, her father sits an' snores.
They're with her every minute, 'cause they may not have many more.
She was dancin' in New Orleans, only seven weeks ago.
Life may go on without her, but not the life we know.

You wanna scream, you wanna cry.
You want someone to tell you why,
All the hope that's in your heart is not enough.
You hit your knees, you shake your fists,
Oh, it's the deepest wound there is,
When you can't help the one you love.

When someone's slippin' away,
Right before your eyes.
How useless we are,
Is a painful surprise.

You wanna scream, you wanna cry.
You want someone to tell you why,
All the hope that's in your heart is not enough.
You hit your knees, you shake your fists,
Oh, it's the deepest wound there is,
When you can't help the one you love.

When you can't help the one you love.

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