Look behind me and you will see,
My past is not so peachy.
But potentially I'll be,
Your favourite.

I feel as thought I've worked hard,
To cover up my battle scars.
And perhaps near or far,
I'll be your favourite.

There are mistakes, there are mistakes.
We all fuck up, it gets too hard.
But if we fight we just might.
We just might.
Oh we just might.