I love to make her cry I still make her cry Love to make you cry But I still make her cry So I may be lonely Without you in my head All I ever wanted Was to be a different man But I still Make her cry

So blue, so blue So blue, oh And from his rib an angel born as Eve Thy hair inspired God to make the breeze Thy lips inspired God to make a man Formed into flesh and promised him her hand Why do I cry at night still? Can't sleep without the Nyquil