Garbage – Why do you love me

I'm no Barbie doll
I'm not your baby girl
So I've done ugly things and I have made mistakes
And I am not as pretty as those girls in magazines
I am rotten to my core if they're to be believed
So what if I'm no baby bird
hanging upon your every word?
Nothing ever smells of roses that rides out of mud

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me it's driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me it's driving me crazy

You're not some baby boy
Why you acting so surprised
You're sick of all the rules
Well I'm sick of all the lies
Now I've held back a wealth of shit
I think I'm gonna choke
I'm standing in the shadows
with the words stuck in my throat
Does it really come as a surprise
when I tell you I don't feel good?
That nothing ever came from nothing man
Oh man ain't that the truth