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