Darling, I know,
I’m nowhere near perfection,
I’m as far from it as
the stars are from the sea—
I break my bones,
I even scrape my knees—
But still, would you be
kind enough to hang with me?

Darling, I’m nowhere
near happy, I’m as sad as the songs
I’ve been playing endlessly;
But still, would you be kind enough
to be lonely for a while, along with me?

Darling, you could be cruel,
leave me in the morning
without any warning;
But for tonight,
just stay with me.