Give me your torn And ripped heart The one that is Full of infection Of betrayal Dishonesty And loneliness I will cure it With my love I will nurture With the balm Of my kisses Give your Perfect heart To someone else I don’t need it I need your Imperfection I need your pain Not the joy I want your Hidden tears Not the fake smile I want your True loneliness Not the company Of contract That breaks And fades away With time I want your Imperfection Not the polished Perfection I want your real self That is sleeping For years Yes I want your Real self