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letra de what bendrix read - alanna boudreau

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[verse 1]
i know some tricks, he’s good at trade
isn’t it strange how pedantic what we call romantic?
i make him feel strong, he makes me feel seen
what do we owe to the ether? what are we but creatures?

he thinks i’m a fraud, suspects i’m a cheat
he wants me guilty: but he wants me!
then you start to haunt me

[chorus]
i don’t know how to love a man a little
i don’t know how to make my feelings small
if i loved him once, that love remains a riddle
’cause i don’t know how to love a man a little

[verse 2]
i thought he was dead, under the door
and i believed in the other; the squandering lover
i crouched on the floor, beside the bed
and for the first time, i trusted
it was the last day i l-sted…

but he was alive: how i wished he were dead!
then he’d be safe from my crushing
dispirited touching

[chorus]
i don’t know how to love a man a little
i don’t know how to make my feelings small
if i loved him once, that love remains a riddle
’cause i don’t know how to love a man a little

and i don’t know how to think in just one color
to separate and designate the wheel
don’t look to me if you seek the patient lover
’cause i don’t know how to think in just one color

[verse 3]
i wanted them all, i wanted them each
every man’s eye upon me – then you pressed in on me
if you are love, if you are good, teach me to behave as i should
hang me to bleed on the dry wood

what shall i say? what can i do?
all that i am is known by you
grant him peace, please, would you

[bridge]
i cannot love just a vapor
you do not love only saints
i cannot love just a vapor
you do not love only saints
you do not love only saints
only saints, only saints

[chorus]
i don’t know how to love a man a little
i don’t know how to make my feelings small
if i loved him once, that love remains a riddle
’cause i don’t know how to love a man a little

and i don’t know how to speak in just one color
to separate and designate the wheel
don’t look to me if you seek a patient lover
’cause i don’t know how to speak in just one color

i don’t know how to love a man a little
i don’t know how to make my feelings small
if i loved him once, that love remains a riddle
’cause i don’t know how to love a man a little

- alanna boudreau

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