youre the sun to my moon.
you make me shine bright and gravitate around the ones i love.
you give me equilibrium.
youre the sun, and im merely just the moon.

He feigned surprise when I left,
Even with his own claim.
I was manic pixie dream girl,
I am green hair and ciggerettes.

Yet the manic pixie dream girl always dies,
Manic pixie dream girl is sick.

And I feel so like the ocean,
Pulled into you like the moon.
I have this gravitation
Where I can't seem to let go