Power Over Men - Jamie T

In the square, I waited for you

Trick, trick, trick

She’s the eye of the storm born in the city I live

Her vanity’s dressed up as virtue

In brogue shoes, in art schools with tattoos upon the skin

She used to make do, but now she makes men

Fall at her feet, weak, their tongues leak

They try to stop talking 'cause now they don’t make any sense

She was never academic

And she couldn’t draw a thing

But she had power over men

She had power over men

She had power over—

So I drove to the bar, now I’m sipping on gin

I stare into space as the place seemed to get

That little bit of something it was missing as she walked in

I could say she looked good, I could say she’s just a friend

But that would just be me throwing you off the scent

She’s everything an understatement has, she’s under my skin

Like an anaesthetic

You’ll never feel a thing

'Cause she had power over men

She had power over men

She had power over

But as with any gift, there’s always a twist

She can never really kiss, 'cause there’s never a risk

Like if you never lost, you can never really win

It’s the burden and a cost of a power over

Men

She had power over men

She had power over men

She had power over men

She had power over men

She had power over men

She had power over