Some say that you compliment me.
Which is true.
That's a great compliment to you.
Concerning me.

Some say.
You'e the better half of us.
You have the exactly portion of love.
That would keep any man happy.

And
I agree.
You're the better part of me.
There are times you must question yourself.
To why you tolerate the worse in me?
Besides the fact I'm the one to make you smile.

I know no one see the good in me like you do.
Or go on defense when placed up against the wall.
Or guide me when I'm about to fall.

No one.
No one.
But you.
Who's the better half of me?