It's difficult to love you When you do the things you do Time and time again And when I try to play it wrong You turn from smooth You play it rough once again You make me cry You make me cry again You make me cry You make me cry again You make me cry You make me cry Saturday, same old story Sunday mornings wounded glory repeats again And every day a dream is born Is counted by a love thats torn, deep again You make me cry You make me cry again And the tears roll by You make me cry again You make me cry And you make me cry You make me cry You make me cry again Tide? that turns 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 And you make me cry Stop making me cry Stop making me cry And you make me cry You make me cry