Some days, I wonder how I got so lucky
Someone who is so messed up in the head
I found someone so perfect to notice me
Who wants to spend the rest of his life with me?

I am always thinking, why me?
If you could see inside my head
Would you still want to be with me
Can you be with someone messed up like me?

Someone who thinks so low of herself
Who says she shouldn't be alive
Someone that nobody would ever miss
That the world would be better off without

I struggle daily with my demons
Why would you want to be with me?
Would you stay to help me?
Or would you run away from me?

But beneath the mess inside my head
I hope you will never leave my side
Because you hold my heart in your hands
I hope you never break it or give it up