Most days, I've got my act together. No way some little somethings ever getting under my skin.
Most days, Im pretty easy going. I stay in charge of my emotions
But every now and then. I admit...
I'm not an angel or a saint.
Somedays I can be a pain.
It's practically impossible to please me.
I can go ballistic on ya, blow a fuse without a warning.
Fly right off the handle.
Ya, believe me, Im not easy to love.
But he does.
He knows when to keep his distance, and when I need someone to listen. He's my best friend.
He smiles the world is off my shoulders. We slide just a little closer. He knows who I am .
Even when...
I'm not an angel or a saint.
Some days I can be a pain.
Its practically impossible to please me.
I can go ballistic on ya, blow a fuse without a warning.
Fly right off the handle.
Ya believe me, Im not easy to love.
But he does.
I'm not an angel or a saint.
Ya, I can be a pain.
Its impossible to please me.
Yeah. I can go ballistic on ya, blow a fuse without a warning. Fly right off the handle.
Ya believe me, Im not easy to love. But he does.
Oh yea he does.
Oh he does.
