Divine Simulacrum - Yeasayer

It’s just a crush, don’t beat yourself up

Don’t beat yourself up, don’t beat yourself up

It’s just a crush, don’t beat yourself up

Don’t beat yourself up, don’t beat yourself up

There’s heaven in the sea, driftwood on the sand

Tell him to go to hell, and take me by the hand

She’s coming back with me, this time I understand

Carved from memories and she always gets her man

She’s not your average station vixen

Or a manic pixie dream girl

She’s a mimeogragh, not a blot on your past

And you cannot leave her vision

She’s Divine Simulacrum

And you can’t help your attraction

She’s divine, she was made for you

And it could be so good

I know things could be finer off when I’m with her

Then why is she acting almost worse than ever

Stop testing your theories, leave me with my lover

You’re closer to zero, the more that you uncover

She’s Divine Simulacrum

And you can’t help your attraction

She’s divine, she was made for you, oooh

She’s divine, she was made for you, oooh

So pull out the tacks

That’s no way to react

Pull out the racks, that’s no way to react

That’s no way to react to Divine Simulacrum

Pull out the racks, that’s no way to react

That’s no way to react to Divine Simulacrum