Despite how hard I am to love,
and all the reasons for you to stray,
you still hold me in your arms,
somehow, you still stay.

You tell me that I'm worth your love--
you tell me you'll never leave.
But baby, I don't think  I deserve
the love you try to give.

No one else can love this anxious girl,
the way that you do.
So I'll thank my lucky stars tonight,
for blessing me a guy like you.