I Could Be lyrics

Nobody's perfect, I'll never try

No, but I promise I'm worth it if you just open up your eyes

I don't need a second chance, I need a friend

Someone who's gon stand by me right there till the end

If you want the best of my heart

You've just gotta see the good in me

Cause I could be the rain in your desert sky

I could be the fire in your darkest night

I could be your curse or your angel

It's all in how you love me

I could be your sun when it's cold outside

I could be your rock when there's nowhere to hide

I could be your curse or your angel

It's all in how you love me

It's how you love me

I never said I was perfect, see I never claimed to be

Cause perfect is perception, perception is all that they can see

A vacancy replacing this space in place where my heart should be

Harping on these emotions

Self loathing, broken, whats wrong with me?

A song to me is more than just some bullshit and words

Its the only time some nobody like me will be heard

I was that kid that would get picked last

Never the one that would skip class

Never to puff when the piff pass

So meeting a rapper is a miss match, right?

Your stereotype got me feeling up tight, got me wanting to fight

I've been up every night, as I write and I write

I've been looking for light in the darkness of night

Its a bit of a pipe... Dream, that's what they told me

If I listened to your dumbass, I'd regret it as the old me

Cause I could be the rain in your desert sky

I could be the fire in your darkest night

I could be your curse or your angel

It's all in how you love me

I could be your sun when it's cold outside

I could be your rock when there's nowhere to hide

I could be your curse or your angel

It's all in how you love me

It's how you love me

I never said I was perfect, see I never claimed to be

Cause perfect is perception, perception is all that they can see

Amazes me I found a group of people who found faith in me

Teamwitt until my death

I'll fucking take that to the grave with me

They can't see through bullshit

So they're left with only fake and weak

Ten writers to write timber, spill my soul

And no one's playing me

Its plain to see, they hating me

They take what they can take from me

They'll never find no fake in me

They said my dream was make believe

Well thankfully I use your hate to me to motivate, you see?

I could be your everything or everyday your enemy

Or everyday your memory, you might just be a friend of me

You spend your time defending me, but me is all I tend to... Be

Cause I could be the rain in your desert sky

I could be the fire in your darkest night

I could be your curse or your angel

It's all in how you love me

I could be your sun when it's cold outside

I could be your rock when there's nowhere to hide

I could be your curse or your angel

It's all in how you love me

It's how you love me

• Artist:Witt Lowry