Exception to the rule

To be loved for what one is, is the greatest exception. The great majority love in others only what they lend him, their own selves, their version of him. – Goethe

It's not the perfume that you wear
It's not the ribbons in your hair
I don't mind you coming here
and wasting all my time

I guess you're just what I needed
(just what I needed)
I needed someone to feed
I guess you're just what I needed
(just what I needed)
I needed someone to please