How can you still love me after all I've told you?
Every agonizing detail,
About every agonizing moment,
Of my agonizing life;

How can you still want me after all I've said?
Every time I'm depressed,
And want it to end,
One way or another;

How can you still talk to me after all I've showed you?
Every big and little scar,
That still hurt's a bit,
If it's touched just right;

How can you still like me after all I've asked you?
Ever piece of info,
That may hurt a bit,
Deep down inside;

How can you still look at me after all I've kept from you?
Every nasty secret,
Deep in the depths of my soul,
That no one knows;

How? Because I'm me, you say, and you love me.