• I'm not less or more than what you think,
    And I may not be perfect but that's just me.
    We're all human,
    that's for sure.
    But you just keep asking for more.
    I've been bent and broken
    I've tripped and stumbled.
    But as Angels we still fall.

    You're standards are too high.
    I've made it to your lows.
    I'm never enough,
    no matter how many blows.
    This tangled mess,
    can't you see?
    You've stripped me from what I used to be.
    If only you were satisfied with what I already was.
    Maybe I wouldn't give up.
    As Angels we still fall.