Endlessly

There's a shop down the street
Where they sell plastic rings
For a quarter a piece I swear it
Yeah I know that it's cheap
Not like gold in your dreams
But I hope that
You'll still wear it

Yeah, the ink may stain my skin
And my jeans may all be ripped
I'm not perfect but I swear
I'm perfect for you

And there's no guarantee
That this'll be easy
It's not a miracle you need
Believe me
Yeah I'm no angel
I'm just me
But I will love you endlessly
Wings aren't what you need
You need me...