Better off Dead

She couldn't stand me anymore So she just took the kids and went You see, I've got a drinkin' problem All the money that we had I spent Now I must die by my own hand 'Cause I'm not man enough to live alone Hey, hey, she's better off without me And I'm better off dead now that she's gone Ah, she gave the most, took the least She even had the priest come to our home And I cried and prayed and promised That I'd leave the stuff alone Now I must leave what I can't face I hope she finds the kids a happy home Hey, hey she's better off without me And I'm better off dead now that she's gone She used to call her friend and cry Then the man cut off the telephone She'd sit and cry while I went out And pawned the things we owned Now I must die by my own hand 'Cause I'm not man enough to live alone Hey, hey she's better off without me and I'm better off dead --- Better Off Dead - Bill Withers