Teach Me
Teach me how to love you like I wroteAnd say it like I mean it when I don'tTeach me how to hold you in my armsWithout squeezing too damn tight and causing harmI'll learn not to look at you with scornI will if you promise to never have been born
By all means, give me your lessons in my waysBut damn it, don't expect me to changeMold me to the man that I should beBut don't consider that man to be freeAnd how am I expected to behaveOh, when I'm alone with myself everyday
I never loved you enough, my loveAnd I'll never hold you close enough
Teach me how to love you like I wroteAnd say it like I mean it when I don't