Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care. In another life, I surely was there. Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care I care, I care. Hell-raising, wheel-chasing, new worldly possessions. Flesh-making, spirit-breaking, which one would you lessen? The better part, the human heart, you love 'em or dissect 'em. Happiness or flashiness? How do you serve the question?