Letra da Música Being Your Woman de Paris Wells

And maybe this was everything you said it was
And maybe it was over and i left because
I couldn't fucking stand the thing that you were growing into
Couldn't fucking stand the skin that you were growing into

You dig an then you dig some more
You dig until your hands are weak and arms are sore
Keep digging till you dig under my metaphor
I'm trying to find a way back to our world before
The days you made it so hard
My purse my jewelry my cards
The streets of weakness where you chase the things you never needed
Start the motor again, I search the roads for my friend and wonder why
you left our bed to rest upon the pavement
You've got to know that

Being your woman is the hardest thing to do
Being your woman with a man like you
Being your woman is the hardest thing to do
Being your woman with a man like you

So did you keep the truth that i gave to you
A woman's tips on what an what not to do
Babe i couldn't stand the way you're mixing love with medicine
Couldn't fucking stand the way you left me
And I would've stayed by your side
And we could have made, could have tried
But part of me is left in promises that aint no good to me
As I sat on the end of your bed
And wiped the sweat from our head
Closed my eyes, saw the black an realised this was reality

Being your woman is the hardest thing to do
Being your woman with a man like you
Being your woman is the hardest thing to do
Being your woman with a man like you