Bruises

I learned to love from songs
 I know I do it wrong
 I fall fast and not very well
 Try to dissemble, but you can tell
 I can't play by the rules
 Too impatient to be pursued
 But you got under my skin
 Your skin under my nails
 Your smell on my hair
 Your marks on my arms
 If we can choose our bruises I've made my choice
 Now I sing my own song in my own voice
 Though my tongue may still be tied
 In the end I will be undenied
 Oh, I learned to love from songs
 I know I do it wrong
 If I could have what I wanted
 You would be part of it
 To grasp me firmly's not an option
 But I want you
 Even now I've had you, still -- I want you
 Tempted to give all this a name
 As our dance moves always one step out of frame