Letras
Things were going pretty well till I died
On that sunny afternoon when you broke down before my eyes
Now I got a streak of meanness, a clumsy way of speaking
And I don't know where I get it from, it must run in my family
Do I have to go down on my knees?
This is my sixteenth apology to you
With friends like me who needs enemies?
I got a river inside the size of my rage
Which is really something else when you think of my tender age
Now I got a way about me, it's hard for me to see
And I don't know when I'm in the wrong, why am I so hard to please?
This is my sixteenth apology to you
Do I have to go down on my knees for you?
With friends like me who needs enemies?
The things I said about you were all said yesterday
I didn't mean to hurt you, maybe we could work it out someday
Now I got a streak of meanness, a clumsy way of speaking
And I don't know when I'm in the wrong, why am I so hard to please?
Do I have to go down on my knees?
This is my sixteenth apology to you
With friends like me who needs enemies?
Didn't your mother ever tell you
To err is human, to forgive is divine?
Ah well, I'll see you in the next life