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