Verse 1 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 Pre-Chorus 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 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