SEX IS NOT THE ANSWER
sex is the question. Yes is the answer
The other night I was tapping my finger and started singing:
Well, I could never love a woman as cruel as you. ( X 2 )
You’re mean to my mother, and you’re worse with my friends.
I could never love a woman as cruel as you.
Well, you say such awful things to wilt my pride.
You say such awful things to make me feel dead inside.
I could never love a woman as cruel as you. ( X 2 )
Parameters: How would you describe a cruel lover? Give me a line or two. The lyric can be simple—in fact, should be. This recording will be very bluesy/jazzy. I may not even have my guitar.
Expected response time: Sunday night.
What does it mean to love a woman like a man (as opposed to loving like a boy)? There’s inherent confusion in this question. I do NOT mean how does one love a woman by treating her like she’s a man. I mean, how does one love a woman as a man—after one stops behaving like a boy? What bad habits as boyish lovers do we drop as we become men? What does it mean to love a woman with maturity? There are obvious benefits to this emotional aging, but is there also something lost?
I’ve already started writing the song, but I’d love to hear some strangers’ experiences. Will help with writing some of the verses.
Have you ever been betrayed by a lover? How? Your story could be the base for my next song. Thanks in advance for sharing.