Apothegm

Some may say it’s a woman’s job to teach a man

How to love a woman with more than his best hand

Well I don’t love the woman in me who plays by this rule

So let’s cut out the problem starting with you

 

Well if you ever gave a damn

Enough to make amends

With the ghosts that haunt you still

You’d have my heart and be holding me at will

 

Some may say it’s a woman’s job to leave a man

If she’s not being cherished with more than his best hand

Well I, I am this woman it took me too long to become

But some may say, ‘better late than never’, I’ll play by this apothegm

 

Well if you ever gave a damn

Enough to make amends

With the ghosts that haunt you still

You’d have my heart and be holding me at will

 

But you can’t have it no more

 
 

All lyrics and content copyright © Caroline Hecht

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