my 16th apology

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 meaness

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 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 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

the things i said about you

were all said yesterday

i didn't mean to hurt you

maybe we could work it out someday

do i have to go down on my knees?

this is my 16th apology to you

with friends like me who needs enemies