Manic / Pixie / Dream

Give me a second to explain myself.
While I was sleeping, I heard a familiar sound.
I found my room bathed in the colours on my TV.
She was staring back at me behind a static screen.

She said, "I see you're broken-hearted,
but that's nothing I can't fix.
So tell me, what's your first wish?"

It wasn't a dream, yes, it really happened.
You have my word and my dying breath.
How can we find true love,
When it is lost?
She wants the joys and the thrills,
All the dates and all the bills,
She wants it all until
She can't handle nothing else.
She wants a taste of our modern romance.

Then I place my hand against the foggy glass.
The last thing I saw was a photograph.
It was facing downwards, kissing my nightstand.
I couldn't bare the thought of waking up to your smile again.

She said, "I see she made your heart ache,
but she don't got what I got.
So, honey, take your shot."

It wasn't a dream, yes, it really happened.
You have my word and my dying breath.
How can we find true love,
When it is lost?
She wants the joys and the thrills,
All the dates and all the bills,
She wants it all until
She can't handle nothing else.
She wants a taste of our modern romance.

Can't get my mind on someone else
When I want you and no one else.

It wasn't a dream, yes, it really happened.
You have my word and my dying breath.
How can we find true love,
When it is lost?
She wants the joys and the thrills,
All the dates and all the bills,
She wants it all until
She can't handle nothing else.
She wants a taste of our modern romance.

She wants a taste of our modern romance.

(She wants the joys and the thrills,
All the dates and all the bills.)



Credits
Writer(s): Nigel Tung, Brad Vitick
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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