I'm not perfect, I know
I'm not funny or smart, I know
Yet you go out of your way
To tell me each day
That you'd rather see me dead
I'm not worth the air I breathe, I know
I'm not worth anything, I know
You still go out of your way
To tell me each day
That you'd rather see me dead

In my lonely nights, I cry myself to sleep
In my lonely days, I push my happiness away

I'm not deserving
I'm just a mistake
I'm not worth it
Don't even try
I cannot be happy
I've given up hope
I'm lonely and tired
And all I wanted...
Was you