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Just Another Heart
04:25
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It’s like coming off a cold, hard winter
Stepping out to feel the air
I expected a wasteland
But you were standing there
Somehow you pulled me under so fast
I can barely breathe
But it’s quiet under the water
And I know you’re coming for me
So would you tell me was mine
Just another heart you stole?
Or will you hold me
Your heart so warm, and my hands so cold
I’m falling, but I’ve got no fear
You can try calling my name
But I might not hear
I’ve got stardust in my ears
I’m only a step away
From giving myself up
You walked so suddenly into my life
Now you’re all I think of
Somehow you’ve got your hooks
Into me so deep, I can’t let go
Those eyes of yours so inviting,
But I’m still scared you’d say no
So would you tell me was mine
Just another heart you stole?
Because it grows warmer
As the days grow bright and cold
(chorus)
You don’t know how hard I’m wishing
And I don’t know why I am missing you
So much when I’ve known you
All of the past few days
(chorus)
So would you tell me
Was mine just another heart?
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2. |
Don't Owe You A Thing
04:40
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I'm good at finding reasons not to run
Freckled face or the gentle way my name seems to roll off your tongue
But sugar don't always mean sweet
And I'm finding that civility should sometimes take the backseat
You don't see it, but honey, there's a line
It's not dotted; it's not optional; what's in your head sure ain't in mine
I'm polite, but my patience only reaches a degree
To say you missed the point would put it lightly
chorus:
I'm not a conquest or a game
Take your ego back the way it came
You're out of line and not worth the time
So keep your guilt and your puppet strings
I don't owe you a thing
Oh, I'm so sorry; were you expecting surrender?
Is blaming me for your missteps making you feel better?
Boys who call themselves nice are usually the liars
At first it's poetry, and then they cut you like barbed wire
So brand me with five-letter names, but I won't burn
I will hold and stand my ground until you learn
Go on and scream; but do you really think
Louder means I'll listen
I think we've got different ideas of what I'm missing
(chorus)
And the truth is you're someone to feel sorry for
But not enough to give a damn
If the next girl settles the score
(chorus)
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3. |
Ache
03:56
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Don't tell me about regrets
'Cause I've already got one too many
You said, "I'll be your lover"
You should've said, "I'll be the liar"
Should've said, "I'll be your favorite agony"
Don't give me that look, now, please
It's not up to me to mend your bruises
'Cause you, you left me wide open
Black and blue and still hopin'
You could close just six damn inches and not lose this
chorus:
But how could I hold your hand
When you kept me at arm's length?
And why would I risk my pride
If you wouldn't do the same?
Wishing is no good now;
It won't give you strength
And sorry is just goodbye
Under a different name
Seems it didn't take you long
To figure out just what — or who — you wanted
Oh, time — you had plenty
But chances — you didn't give me any
And now every playground feels haunted
(chorus)
Saying you want to make it right
But I'd be happy to never again
Think of your face burning in the streetlamp light
And love stories pictured in black and white
No, never again
But how could I hold your hand
When you kept me at arm's length?
And why would I risk my pride
If you wouldn't do the same?
Wishing is no good now;
It only makes us ache
And sorry is just goodbye
Under a different name
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4. |
Get This Far
03:21
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I'd like to think that I'm a girl of many words
But you're something dictionaries can't define
Is there a name for the way the world tilts and blurs
When our trembling hands and crooked smiles align
You've got to see I'm nervous
Dusty-hearted, have to learn it
All over again
But you say, "just tell me when"
chorus:
Twirl and spin me and then I'll pretend
That I can dance
Take off our shoes, no one gets to me
The way you can
You're my wild card, my fallen star
I never thought we'd get this far
You seem to have a knack for drawing me out
Long eyelashes or that laugh, well, I'm not sure
And I don't think I could say it aloud
But I've been waiting, and now I think I know what for
Hope it don't show I'm nervous
Dusty-hearted, but I'm learning
Just one breath at a time
And you've already said you're mine
(chorus)
And I'll go miles and miles further
We're not perfect, but we're quick learners
(chorus)
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5. |
Chandeliers
04:40
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He is chandeliers and velvet seats
And the gentle echo of butterfly wings
In drafty corners piled with silk and satin
He’s the kind of boy who eats alone
Never speaks of love; he’d rather it be shown
He lingers on long after you look at him
chorus:
Painted in gold, and silver-tongued
My oh my, he’s a precious one
But even precious portraits can rattle their frames
He says life imitates art, but they’re not the same
He’ll give you the show, send the curtain down in flame
He is rainy nights and cabarets
He is honey and charm, wrapped in a smoky haze
But careful, darling; all that smoke will blind you
He is shining knight, and villain too
He'll send thunder your way, then give the sky back its blue
He’ll let you run, but just so he can find you again
(chorus)
But under all that fiery debris
He is a tragedy in himself
Wounded so deep
That he wants to ruin somebody else
You could almost feel sorry
But you’d never quite reach
No, you’d never quite reach
Painted in gold, and silver-tongued
My oh my, he’s a precious one
But even precious portraits can fall from their frames
He says life imitates art, but they’re not the same
He’ll give you the show, send the curtain down in flame
He is chandeliers and velvet seats
Quiet darkness, but still he feels the sting
In drafty corners, you can hear him weep
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Paola Bennet New York, New York
Born in Boston and based in New York, Paola Bennet is a singer-songwriter balancing at the intersection of rock, pop, and folk. Her work hinges on gut-punch lyricism, with subjects ranging from chronic pain to long-distance friendships and queer desire. Her releases include two original EPs, Maybe The Light (2021) and The Shoebox EP (2016). ... more
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