Me

I think I was wrong, I think you were right
That all my angry words keep me up at night
Through the old screen door, I still hear you say
"Ah honey won't you stop treatin' me that way"

If you could only see what Love has made of me
Then I'd no longer be, in your mind, the Difficult Kind
Cuz Babe, I've changed.

Tell it to me slow; tell me with your eyes
If anyone should know how to let it slide
I swear I can see you comin' up the drive
And there ain't nothin' like Regret to remind you your alive

If you could only see what Love has made of me

Then I'd no longer be, in your mind, the Difficult Kind
Cuz Babe, I've changed.

I've crossed the canyon a thousand times
I never noticed what was mine
What you remember of me tonight
Well, it almost makes me cry
Well it almost makes me cry

Oh ball breakin' Moon, ridiculin' Stars
Well the older I get, the closer you are
Don't you got somewhere you need to be
Instead of hangin' here makin' a fool of me



The Difficult Kind (music and words by Sheryl Crow)