Melanie Martinez – NYMPHOLOGY Lyrics

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It’s nymphology, not psychology
Being a manic pixie dream girl that you f#cking oughta be
Damn it’s oddity, but by some of these
Urgent to a selfish man that thinks that he’s the prophecy…

Call me your nymph

Praise me for martyr, praise me for sin

Call me your muse

A sprite or an elf you cry to then use

I will not suffer (Ahhhh)

Cry under covers (Ahhhh)

I’m not your mother (Ahhhh, Ahhhh)

It’s nymphology, not psychology

Be the manic pixie dream girl that you fucking ought to be

Damaged oddity bought by sotheby’s

Auctioned to a selfish man who thinks that he’s the prophecy

You can’t even spell but you’re an expert in nymphology

N-Y-M-P-H-O-L-O-G-Y that’s nymphology

I’m not fiction, I’m not fae

I won’t lick your wounds today

But I’ll throw you in the ring

Gift you with my suffering

I’m not crazy, I’m not wild

You’re just stupid, little child

Get your image off my back

I’ll give you a heart attack

I will not suffer (Ahhhh)

Cry under covers (Ahhhh)

I’m not your mother (Ahhhh, Ahhhh)

It’s nymphology, not psychology

Be the manic pixie dream girl that you fucking oughta be

Damaged Oddity, bought by Sotheby’s

Auctioned to a selfish man who thinks that he’s the prophecy

You can’t even spell but you’re an expert in nymphology

N-Y-M-P-H-O-L-O-G-Y that’s nymphology

Don’t treat me that way, yeaaa-aaa

You’re acting like a wanna-be

I won’t be ashamed, yeaaa-aaa

For loving you so honestly

You’re in a spell and it worked

And I’m returning the hurt

I’m kicking your ass out

Flutter my wings while I pout

Push your penis into your mouth

I’ll make you choke on your doubt

Cut you off, watch you die

Just a fairy with a knife

It’s nymphology, not psychology

Be the manic pixie dream girl that you fucking oughta be

Damaged oddity, bought by Sotheby’s

Auctioned to a selfish man that thinks that he’s the prophecy

Call me your nymph

You can’t even spell but you’re an expert in nymphology

Call me your nymph

N-Y-M-P-H-O-L-O-G-Y that’s nymphology

Diamonds and rubies, the star in all the movies, wears me out, big pockets

I am her favorite locket, keeps them drooling

The semi-precious stones ain’t as cold and they’re curious

Where did I get refined, get my cuts and my polishes?

I am too many karats for your budget, ask the jeweler

Your boyfriend tried me on, wore me out, made him cooler

Like moldavite or emerald from columbian andes

It will be the brightest, the brightest green you’ve ever seen

ancient and it’s protective, an expensive rarity

So rare it is offensive, I think you will agree