My 16th Apology

Things were goin' pretty well till I died

On that summer afternoon when you broke down before my eyes

Well, I got a streak of meanness, a clumsy way of speakin'

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 16th apology to you

With friends like me who needs

Enemies

I got a river the size of my rage

Which is really something else when you think of my tender age

Yeah, I got a way about me, it's hard for me to see it

And I don't know when I'm in the wrong, why am I so hard to please?

This is my 16th apology to you

Do I have to go down on my knees?

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 some day

I got a streak of meanness, a clumsy way of speakin'

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 16th apology to you

With friends like me who needs

Enemies