"Don't you dare tell me what to do!"
Yes, that's how it starts.
And that's how most of my first dates end.
The moment a man opens his mouth, about to tell me
what to do, what not to do, what to say, how not to behave,
my own head spins and shakes and quakes.
One more wrong word, and his spirit and dreams I shall break.
So no, don't ******* tell me what to do.
And don't you dare tell me how to love you.
I love in a way that's unique only to me,
I love in a way that I know how, without even opening my mouth,
tell you about what I'll do, what I'll not do,
how I pray, when I want to misbehave,
heads will roll down the hall and ancient witches will call.
But that was all before I found my soft landing where I could fall.
"Don't you dare tell me what to do." [mockingly]
Don't tell me how to love you. I will only go against your words.
Between words and fabricated poems, I have built an empire.
You can't tell me not to burn bridges and cut the rusting cords.
Amidst bridges and this skin, there is nothing I won't set on fire.
Don't teach me how to ******* fall in love. I will go to war.
Among war and proses, I am in a garden of roses under the stars.
Don't tell me how to love you. But not how to offend a fool.
Don't tell me what to do. But tell me how can I be a friend to you?
"Don't you dare…" [softly]
Once more, don't tell me how to love you. But please,
can you please tell me how to properly say your name?
Tell me so I wouldn't slur it or mispronounce it,
tell me the proper intonation or pitch,
sit me down until I forget I'm a *****
let me know if I'm saying it wrong,
silence me like a broken gong.
"Won't you?"
Will you please tell me how to pronounce your name?
Teach me so I may say it as accurately as history,
teach me so I may say it like your parents do, but this time, softly.
Stand up for it when somebody mocks it or slurs it,
let them know that I can be the biggest *****
let them know my love is not to be messed with,
that they better clean after this until they bleed.
"Don't you dare tell me what to do!"
Yes, that's how it starts.
And that's how most of my first dates end.
But that was until I met you.
If you tell me what to do, there is nothing I will bend.
If you ask to see me tonight, even time won't break my bed.
So don't you ******* dare tell me what to do.
And nobody ******* tell me there's nothing I won't do for you.