Singer | Xania Monet |
Language | Indie Pop |
He didn’t walk me down those stairs
Didn’t warn me ’bout them boys who wouldn’t care
Didn’t tell me what a real man sounds like
So I fell for the ones that lied just right
He never pulled my chair or checked my friends
Never showed me what to lose or what to defend
So I chased love with an open wound
Looking for something I was never introduced to
Her mama did her best but she can’t teach
What it feels like when a father speaks
So I took every “I love you” too deep
Even when they only meant it for a week
How was I supposed to know what love looked like
When Daddy never showed me what felt right?
How was I supposed to set the bar
When I ain’t never seen no man fight for my heart?
Now I’m learning through heartbreak piece by piece
Tryna be something the world has been hard on me
I ain’t bitter just broken in places you can’t see
How was I supposed to know if he ain’t teach me?
I thought pain was part of being chosen
If he stayed then the hurt was worth holding
I called settling a sign of love
’Cause I ain’t know a man should lift me up
And know “You’re beautiful just ’cause I’m his”
And “No I got you when life don’t make sense”
So I let bare minimum feel like gold
’Cause I ain’t know I deserved more to hold
Her mama raised a queen with a wounded crown
Taught me strength but I still let love drag me down
’Cause Daddy never gave me that love one-on-one
So I mistook lust for the real one
How was I supposed to know what love looked like
When Daddy never showed me what felt right?
How was I supposed to set the bar
When I ain’t never seen no man fight for my heart?
Now I’m learning through heartbreak piece by piece
Tryna be soft in a world that’s been hard on me
Ain’t bitter just broken in places you can’t see
How was I supposed to know if he ain’t teach me?
I needed arms that protected
Not ones that neglected
Needed truth without games
Real love with no pain
So now I relearn what I missed
Unpacking daddy wounds from every kiss
But I promise one day I’ll be free
Of the love that never covered me
How was I supposed to know what love looked like
When my first man left before I learned to fight?
Now I raise my standards like prayers to the sky
For the girl I was who needed to know why
I still stumble but now I see
The kind of love that was meant for me
And I’ll teach my daughter what he couldn’t show
So she’ll know