I’d die a thousand times to bring a smile to your face I’d speak a thousand words to lift you from this place I’d cry a thousand tears just to prove to you I care Try to mend all your seems, to stitch up every tear And I’d toil day and night to add a note of pleasure To that strained voice subject to suffering beyond measure You can have my blood, have my pain, have my tears I can fill you with my emptiness, my isolation, all my fears It’s all I have to offer, and I really wish I had more But you ripped through my flesh and exposed the rotten core I know you’ll never comprehend just how much it hurts To know you are alone And I realize you will never be able to grasp the concept Of feeling inadequate No matter how down I feel, no matter what is going wrong The pieces fall back together when you come along And sometimes I foolishly forget that it’s not the same That my presence can’t help you through the pain I offer all that I can when you say you feel depressed I try to help you through the times when you’re stressed But my words are never enough to dry your eyes My voice can never bring an end to your cries I’m never of any use to you when you are in need I can never be a tourniquet for you when you bleed Maybe if you weren’t so perfect you’d know how it feels Not to be enough Maybe if you weren’t do goddamn perfect you could understand What it’s like to be a failure