Peter Pan Complex (sped up)

I'm done raising boys

I'm the girl he'll never forget

Because I'm the one who made him look in the mirror and run from it

You liked my lips, not what I said

Liked the sparkle, not the tiny mess in my pretty head

Said you wanted someone deep

But flinched when I stopped losing sleep

You play pretend with grown-up clothes

Hate the truth and write in prose

But I don't fall for boys who stall

I fly too high to beg or crawl

Say you're "working on your soul"

Translation: fear of all control

You want love, but keep it light

And disappear when it feels right

You've got a Peter Pan complex

Flying high on empty text

Want a girl who plays along

Not one who knows where she belongs

And you build dreams you never chase

Draw a future, then erase

You say "forever" like it's slang

Boy, I'm not your lost-girl gang

You flirt like it's a fantasy

Then ghost the second it gets messy

You said I'm rare, you said I shine

But realness scares you every time

You love the drama, not the depth

You take and run, then call it "next"

But I've outgrown the boy who hides

Behind his pride and childish highs

I don't play soft to soothe your doubt

Don't shrink myself to help you out

You call me "too much" when I speak

But darling, you're the one who's weak

You've got a Peter Pan complex

All charm, no grown reflex

Want the thrill, not the fall

Want the spark, not the call

You chase girls you can outshine

Then lose your mind when they draw lines

You said I'm "magic," said I'm "bright"

Then blamed the heat when it felt right

Darling, I'm not Tinker Bell

Not your rescue, not your spell

want a girl who claps to cope

I'm the reason you lost hope

You've got a Peter Pan complex

Can't grow up, but crave respect