Darling, you tell me I’m perfect, 

But I’d say I’m worthless,

Make a mess, that you clean up

I need your hands, this might be tough

I questioned heaven to hell

Catching my breath to take a step back

Into the past

When he called me his something

But something can also mean nothing,

I thought I was in heaven, but I’ve always

Then his hell

He gave me a weapon, it didn’t go well.

He shot me out and waved goodbye

As he grabbed my waist and told me lies,

Lying, listening, believing

all to make me feel worthless

Years of dreams became months of

Nightmares

That never seems to go away.

Confused why nothing was changing

Why my grades were flaking.

Why I didn’t say anything.

Yet you still saying I’m perfect,

I’m no longer worthless

I’ve got a purpose.

You turned nightmares into dreams

And make me feel complete,

You are the future

He was the past.

I’ll love you forever

And that’s a fact.