One, of many you have told I love you.
One, of many you profess have hurt you.
You come apart like a toy with the cheapest of glue.

The minute that you don't get your way.
Instant fury will soon come your man way.

You forget about the things of good he has done.
You instantly lump him with all the other ones.

So, I 'm asking you to think back.
And figure out with honesty and truth.
That I'm different than any other man you knew.

I was your counselor.
I was your unlicensed doctor caring deeply for you.
When you were sick and even healthy too.
Who stayed up comforting you?
When all the friends you had was destroying you.
I'm not one of those many men that ripped you apart.

I was the mender of your broken heart.
Who bought you deeper into a closer relationship with God?

Remember that.
And remember this too.
I was the man of them all that truly did love you.