My 16th Apology - Shakespears Sister

Things were going 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 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 16th 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

Well I got a way about me

But 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 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

Well 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 16th apology to you

With friends like me who needs enemies