Teach Me

Teach me how to love you like I wrote And say it like I mean it when I don't Teach me how to hold you in my arms Without squeezing too damn tight and causing harm I'll learn not to look at you with scorn If you promise to never have been born By all means give me lessons in my ways But damn it don't expect me to change Mold me to the man that I should be But don't consider that man to be free How am I expected to behave? When I'm alone with myself everyday And I'll never love You enough My love And I'll never hold You close Enough Teach me how to love you like I wrote And say it like I mean it when I don't