My hair is not always done
my fingernail polish peels from my nails
after so long
When I get embarassed
my ears go red
And when i sleep at night i toss
and i turn in bed
I'm an imperfect person
In all the ways it doesn't matter
because he sees me for the same
I stutter when I try to tell
the whitest lies
When he talks to me
about the silliest things i hide
When he kisses me, i am shy
When I am clumsy
he picks me up and we both laugh
I'm an imperfect person
and he can read right through me
Like i'm an open book
An he reads the story
of the person that cried wolf
just to get understood
I cry to sad songs
I cry to sad movies
But he's there to hold me
I have problems like the next person
I can't help but to help
Even though when I need it myself
I'm an imperfect person
that is plainly seen
I have flaws and all
But nothing keeps him from me at all
He loves me for me
And the annoying mistakes
Because his love can't be replaced
