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Sweet Guy

In the morning we trash the bed
You bring me coffee black and boiling
Then we start up again and the coffee goes cold I wake up drinking from your lips
Kisses warm and tender
And I'd give up the world just to see you smile

One thing I will never understand
(It's become my problem)
And it's something that's right out of my hands
(My hands are clean)
What makes such a sweet guy turn so mean?

I went to town with a moody man
A handsome Dr. Jekyll
He was right by my side turning into Mr. Hyde
I ran for cover but I ran too slow
I was stitched by strangers
And they shook their heads that somebody could do the things you did

One thing I will never understand
(It's become my problem)
And it's something that's right out of my hands
(My hands are clean)
What makes such a sweet guy turn so mean?

I must be mad, I must be crazy
Everyone tells me so
All of my life I've seen it coming,
Now I'm facing the wall, waiting for the blow

In the morning you kiss my head
You say it was somebody else, you weren't feeling yourself
Now you're down on your knees

Begging me "Baby, baby, forgive me please"
I wake up aching from your touch?
Every muscle tender?
Then I look in your eyes, the way you smile
And I'm hypnotized

One thing I will never understand?
(It's become my problem)?
And it's something that's right out of my hands
(My hands are clean)?
What makes such a sweet guy turn so mean?


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