Testo 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,
Oh, if you promise to never have been born.

By all means, give me your lessons in my ways, But damn it, don't expect me to change.
Mould me to the man that I should be,
But don't consider that man to be free.
And how am I expected to behave,
Oh, when I'm alone with myself everyday.

I never loved 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.