I met a man in the can,
Wouldn't you know he was going my way.
We talked till four, he talked more
I was afraid I'd turn and say:
Love me for what I am, not what I try to be
Love me for what I am
I am someone imperfectly me.
The lights were low, don't you know
He gave a phony home address
Then after weeks, guess who speaks
"Darling" he says, and I say "Yes,
Love me for what I am, not what I try to be
Love me for what I am, I am
A person who likes to lie too much
I try too much to impress other people
Often my inferiors.
Would you like a girl like that?
Could you like a girl like that?
Could you hold me in your arms?
Could you like a girl like that?
Could you like a girl like that?
Could you like a girl like that?
We lay in bed, he plays dead
I play a game with sound and light
Don't need a quiz, I'm all his
"Darling" he says, "We might survive the night."
Love me for what I am, not what I try to be
Love me for what I am
I am someone imperfectly me.
Someone imperfectly me.