She is fake, fake
And I don’t think he can see it
She clings because that’s all she can do

And I don’t think he can feel it

She is too perfect
But then, so is he
And yet, they are both so flawed
All humans have flaws, of course
But hers are not physical
They are emotional, and I fear
That they are fake, fake

And that he won’t be able to see it

Is he fake, too
After everything
After the nights of tears 
Is he not worth the love that I hold