Fantasy by Bad Larrys

I’ll be whatever you want me to be; your fantasy, baby
Playing pretend always harbored in me this sick fascination
Of believing in destiny like we were meant to be lovers
Star-crossed it may seem when you’re blowing up my scene

So used to the abuse
When I lie
And I say I never liked you anyway
Bordered by delusion
Still getting by
My imposter syndrome eats me by the day

I’ll be whatever you want me to be; a lover’s invention
I don’t care to be requited I’m just a pet for your attention
Look now I am the wrecked one, just want you to mention
All this sexual tension that acts so affectionately
'Cause when you’re questioning sanity you’re still the man for me

Your fantasy, baby. I’ll be there when you go crazy

Lying to my therapist
I think I'm so clever
You're in my head I'm sure of it
I hope you stay there forever

Living life in fairy tales
Tell me it's now or never
So mean to me I'm sick of it
You always say it's whatever

Lying to your therapist
You think you're so clever
I'm in your head I'm sure of it
I hope I stay there forever

Your fantasy, baby
I'll be whatever you want me to be; fake love on the daily
Delusions of grandeur I am willing to handle
'Cause material can't hold a candle to illusory
We can create a false memory of where we were meant to be
Even if my love is limited to imaginary

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