(Verse 1) Gm Dm It's just a crush, don't beat yourself up Am Dm Don't beat yourself up, don't beat yourself up Gm Dm It's just a crush, don't beat yourself up Am Dm Don't beat yourself up, don't beat yourself up (Pre-Chorus) C F She's not your average station vixen Am Dm Or a manic pixie dream girl C F She's a mimeogragh, not a blot on your past Am Dm And you cannot leave her vision (Chorus) Gm Dm She's Divine Simulacrum Gm Dm And you can't help your attraction C F She's divine, she was made for you A And it could be so good (Chorus 2) Gm Dm She's Divine Simulacrum Gm Dm And you can't help your attraction C F B Gm She's divine, she was made for you, oooh C F B Gm She's divine, she was made for you, oooh F Gm So pull out the tacks F Gm That's no way to react F Gm Am Dm Pull out the racks, that's no way to react F Gm Am Dm That's no way to react to Divine Simulacrum F Gm Am Dm Pull out the racks, that's no way to react F Gm Am Dm That's no way to react to Divine Simulacrum