She makes her appearance
Never unnoticed
Heads turn, egos twitching
They want to see her play the part

Oh, what a woman
Something that is so disturbing
They love the muse in her
Wishing for a girl like her

Oh, how fascinating you are
So beautiful 
So entertaining
You make me laugh
And you had me thinking

Oh, never met someone like you
Their drama wants a girl like me
Feeding their dead poetry

In their stories, in songs
They make [bad word] alive
Songs of passion and wild girls
Empty words
But hey, they want to fantasize

Simplicity
Is haunting their daily lives
Catch her like a butterfly
Strangling the muse within her

Oh, how fascinating you are
Too mystical
Too intriguing...
You make me laugh
And you had me thinking

Oh, never had a girl like you
Fading is the muse in her
All alone in her empty house of dreams

What a weird girl... living in her own world
What a weird girl... and you can't reach her
All alone in her empty house of dreams