I'm not your quirky little cure

Not your adventure, not your muse

You saw me dancing in the rain

Thought I'd wash away your pain

Colored hair and vintage dress

You assumed I'd fix your mess

I laugh at things you don't find funny

Call it quirky, call me sunny

But I'm not here to save your soul

I'm not here to make you whole

You wrote me as your fantasy

A girl with no complexity

But I've got teeth behind this smile

I've been feral all the while

I'm your manic pixie nightmare

Not the dream girl in your prayer

I won't teach you how to feel

I'm not quirky, I'm too real

Manic pixie nightmare

Cotton candy, blood-soaked hair

I'm not here to play your game

I'm not your healing, I'm your shame

You thought my damaged made me sweet

Trauma packaged cute and neat

My mental illness as your plot

Character development I'm not

I don't exist to heal your heart

I'm not a role, I'm not a part

My chaos isn't here for you

My darkness isn't something new

You wanted whimsy, got a witch

Wanted savior, got a bitch

I've got problems of my own

I'm a person, not a tone

I'm your manic pixie nightmare

Not the dream girl in your prayer

I won't teach you how to feel

I'm not quirky, I'm too real

Manic pixie nightmare

Cotton candy, blood-soaked hair

I'm not here to set you free

I'm not your epiphany

Let me tell you what I'm not:

Not your teacher

Not your therapist

Not your magical salvation

Not your character's motivation

I don't exist to make you grow

I don't exist to steal the show

And then disappear when you're okay

I'm not a plot device, I stay

I've got my own story to tell

My own heaven, my own hell

I'm three-dimensional, not stripped

I'm not a trope for your filmscript

You wanted pixie dust and light

But I'm the monster in your night

You wanted quirky, cute, and small

But I'm the writing on your wall

I'm your manic pixie nightmare

And I don't fucking care

I won't teach you how to feel

My whole existence is too real

Manic pixie nightmare

Magic's gone, just truth laid bare

I'm not here to play your game

I'm my own story, not your shame

I'm my own epiphany

Not your quirky fantasy

I'm my own epiphany

Living for nobody

Keep your script, I'm off the page

I'm the nightmare, not the sage

Not your dream girl anymore

I'm the one who slams the door