Teach Me - Keaton Henson

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

And I’ll learn not to look at you with scorn

Oh, 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

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 every day

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