You say I am not what you want
I have flaws in your eyes
you refuse to look past

Yet, in the silent hours of the night
when your mind is tired and lonely
you say you love me
you say you dream of me
you say I am what you want and more

But which do you mean, then?
Am I your dream girl
or am I just a placeholder
for issues, you find with me
are too much to look past?