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)