Lobo

I wore the clothes you liked

You said they gave me that look

I even tried to like the food

I know you like to cook

I parted my hair on the left

I carried your arm on the right

I slept late in the morning

And I stayed out late at night.

I can't give any more of my soul away

And still look myself in the mirror everyday

I can't change any more

of what makes me be myself

And still have enough left

not to be somebody else

I'm not demanding as a man

Just asking you - love me for what I am.

I tried hard not to say

the things you don't like to hear

And when to you it was apropos

I nibbled on your ear

I opened the door up for you

I kept my big mouth shut

Well I've been going down

While you've been going up.