You're not made of roses
Why can't you be easy
Is it perfect or broken
Why can't you need me

To your needs I molded
You just try to appease me
But my cards aren't folded
******* look and you'll see me

It's almost always good
So why am I hurting
You leave me in fear
I'm so sure heartbreak's lurking

Just love like the others
I am not your chore
Your head under covers
Why can't you give more