Not Perfect (You Don't Have to Be)

Something about you,
You need not to be,
Kept me thinking,
Up all night in waking,
Something about you,
That made you for me.

Was it your crooked smile?
Maybe your dilated eyes?
Was it the scar on your brow?
Maybe your unwomanly figure?

It must've been your tempestuous temper.
It must've been your talentless voice.
It may of have been the way you lose yourself.
It may of have been the woman that you see yourself to be.

Blemished perfection,
Not the prettiest I have seen.
Flaw of character,
Not the most gentle or meek.
Tainted history,
Scattered with mistakes.
Seeing no future,
Where do you belong?

There was something about you,
You need not to be,
Perfect a woman
For a man like me.
Imperfection is simply not a shame,
For I still love you, simply all the same.