I'm a train wreck in the morning
I'm a bitch in the afternoon
Every now and then without warning
I can be really mean towards you
I'm a puzzle yes indeed
Ever-complex in every way
And all the pieces aren't even in the box
And yet, you see the picture clear as day

I neglect you when I'm working
When I need attention
I tend to nag
I'm a host of imperfection
And you see past all this
I'm a peasant by some standards
But in your eyes I'm a queen
You see potential in all my flaws
And that's exactly what I need
You catch me when I fall
Accept me flaws and all
And that's why I love you