Sweet Guy

In the morning we wreck 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 word 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 someone 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

Everyday I see it coming, now I'm facing the wall, waiting for the blow

In the morning you kiss my head

You say it was another

Now you're down on your knees

Begging me to forgive you 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?