She sings
What a beautiful mess he is,
Imperfect at his core
But that she wouldn’t change a thing
That she loves him as he is whole
From the bottom of her soul.
 
and I say 
Why can’t that be me?
Why can’t that love be 
There when I turn around?
I stand in the shadows
Pretend nothing matters
When I just want to matter 
To you.
 
They fight then they make up
Nothing forsaken 
Yet everything sacred
to them
She can’t help but find
that he is always in her mind
 
and I say
Why can’t that be me?
Why can’t that love be
There when I turn around?
I stand in the shadows
Pretend nothing matters
When I just want to be there
For you.