its difficult to love you

when you do the things you do

time and time again



and when i try to turn it off

you turn from smooth

you play it rough once again



pride that pulls me into this ocean

subsides again



so high and so dry

with this bitter emotion lies again



you make me cry

make me cry again

and you make me cry

and the tears roll by again



saturday, same old story

sunday mornings wounded glory repeats again

and every day a dream thats born

is counted by a love thats torn, deep again



pride that pulls me into this ocean

subsides again



so high and so dry

with this bitter emotion lies again



you make me cry

you make me cry again

and you make me cry

and the tears roll by again

you make me cry (ha ah ah)

you make me cry again (ah ah)



you make me cry



and you make me cry (ah ha ah)

you make me cry again

and you make me cry (ah ha ah)

the tears roll by again

and you make me cry (ah ha ah)

you make me cry again

and you make me cry

the tears roll by again



you make me cry (ah ahhh)

you make me cry (ah ahhh)

you make me cry (ah ahhh)

you make me cry (ah ahhh)