You're so impossible
you are selfish
you are difficult
you cause me so much trouble
I've only got this angry with you
you provoked me
you're unreasonable 
you aren't like your brother
you never help
I never get this cross with anyone else
you made me hit you
I lost control because of you
you are defective
but I love you
so all is ok 

everything is possible with me
I am self full
I am complex
I am trouble-free
You can get angry with me
if I "provoke" you
I don't reason with you
because I am pure heart
I mop up your pain
I show you where to grow
you can strike me down
You can be unconscious 
I am perfect imperfection 
and I love you 
so all is ok