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.