| 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