[ Featuring the Messengers, Paul Kelly ]
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 world just to see you smile
One thing I will never understand
It's become my problem
And something 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 evil things you did
One thing I will never understand
It's become my problem
And something 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 somebody else, you weren't feeling yourself
Now you're down on your knees
Begging me, baby, baby, baby, forgive me please
I wake up aching from your touch
So sore, so 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 something right out of my hands
My hands are clean
What makes such a sweet guy turn so mean?
Turn so mean, turn so mean, turn so mean
