Manic Pixie Dream Girl

It's all about you

It's all about you

It's all about you

I'm your quirky fool

Use me, I'm your fantasy

I'm your sexy tool

For your growth

My goals, my development?

Who cares?

My mind, myself, who cares?

It's all about you

I'm your free therapist

Your vapid Ramona Flowers

I'll give your miserable life a purpose

I'll teach you how to embrace it

I'll open your eyes

And save you from yourself

An illusion fading in the sunset

And you'll never hear about me again

I'm your Manic Pixie Dream Girl

Truth is can't see, won't see my eyes

You don't know who I am

Can't see, won't see my eyes

You don't know me, who cares?

Your delusional dreams

Of your idealized imagе of me

Of my one dimensional pеrsonality

Someone I'm not, someone I’m not

It's not me

Who cares?