Homme Manqué
He wants me to fulfill a role
He wants me to fulfill a role
Pull me onto the bus
Don't look back, just go
He speaks in empty threats
Manipulates in seven steps
I inhale another wasted breath
He desires innocence
He expects my desperation
As if it's an honor to hold his attention
He typecasts me as an ingenue
But I know more than he thinks I do
He seeks that feeling of reverse
That glimpse in time when it feels just fine
He lies, he leads, and he plays pretend
To recreate what's in his head
He is the weak one, he cannot handle my opinion
He's not getting my skin, I'm the one who's winning
There's something he misses
From an era in which he never existed
Rock candy-coated rock glory
Put in your drink and end up as his trophy
How's his male utopia holding up?
It's something I won't help him save, it's something I won't touch
He seeks that feeling of reverse
That glimpse in time when it feels just fine
He lies, he leads, and he plays pretend
To recreate what's in his head
He is the weak one, he cannot handle my opinion
He's not getting my skin, I'm the one who's winning
It's not fair, but I'm not scared
He's nothing
My words transcend and mean something
He wants me to fulfill a role
Pull me onto the bus
Don't look back, just go
He speaks in empty threats
Manipulates in seven steps
I inhale another wasted breath
He desires innocence
He expects my desperation
As if it's an honor to hold his attention
He typecasts me as an ingenue
But I know more than he thinks I do
He seeks that feeling of reverse
That glimpse in time when it feels just fine
He lies, he leads, and he plays pretend
To recreate what's in his head
He is the weak one, he cannot handle my opinion
He's not getting my skin, I'm the one who's winning
There's something he misses
From an era in which he never existed
Rock candy-coated rock glory
Put in your drink and end up as his trophy
How's his male utopia holding up?
It's something I won't help him save, it's something I won't touch
He seeks that feeling of reverse
That glimpse in time when it feels just fine
He lies, he leads, and he plays pretend
To recreate what's in his head
He is the weak one, he cannot handle my opinion
He's not getting my skin, I'm the one who's winning
It's not fair, but I'm not scared
He's nothing
My words transcend and mean something
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Writer(s): Dagne Gorham
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