| As I dust of all these cobwebs
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| I guess it’s been some time
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| Since I had my last polish
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| But I’ve still not lost my shine
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| We’ve only got one life to waste
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| So why not find more time to play?
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| Where did everyone go? |
| Uh oh
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| Are they hiding? |
| Should I seek 'em?
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| Why am I all alone? |
| Oh no
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| My heart has sprung a leak
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| It must because it was broke, now I’m sour
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| But the rain is good for the flowers
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| My petals fell and then I felt it click
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| What makes me tick
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| Thought you got off no trouble?
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| I’m ready to pop your bubble
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| 'Cause I’m no toy, but boy, oh boy
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| How bad you had me played
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| I’m fixing to patch up myself
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| No sticking me back on my shelf
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| This lonely doll is going all Pinocchio insane
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| Gepetto’s chains have long enslaved me
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| I cut the strings from which you hanged me
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| Now your pretty puppet isn’t so ideal
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| 'Cause all you’ve ever been enamored with
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| Was a girl who was perfectly inanimate
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| So I faked it 'till I could make it awfully real
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| Now you wonder where did all the love go? |
| Uh oh
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| Like I’m the one who lost it
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| If it was a puzzle, uh oh
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| You’ll never be the one to solve it
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| Don’t you keep this doll all locked up
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| Playing house just makes me sick
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| I’ve been wound up, broken down, but
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| That was how I found out just what makes me tick
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| You’d better tell me just how many are there of me?
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| Are you even keeping count?
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| 'Cause you lied to me, said that I’m unique
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| And now you’ve sold me out
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| If it’s a game and I’m your toy
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| Let me play rough like the boys
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| What you made of? |
| Come and find out
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| When I take all your insides out
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| Forget plastic and silicone
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| They’re ineffective next to flesh and bone
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| But when affection’s manufactured
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| The byproduct is bloodthirst
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| That’s just what a sacrifice is
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| Remember that life is priceless
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| So pick up the knife, you know what to slice
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| Now no one has to wonder where did all the love go? |
| Uh oh
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| I guess I must’ve lost it
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| 'Cause it can be cutthroat, uh oh
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| Especially when it’s unwanted
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| Don’t you keep this doll all locked up
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| Playing house just makes me sick
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| I’ve been wound up, broken down, but
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| That was how I found out just what makes me tick
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| Your touch was once so warm, it’s gotten colder
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| We don’t play anymore, is it just because we’re older?
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| You’ve starved me long enough, I’m hungry for a hug
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| Can’t stop my beating heart, not even if you pull the plug
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| Where did all the love go? |
| Uh oh
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| We rolled it up and tossed it
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| Wasn’t worth the trouble, uh oh
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| Not like I was surviving off it
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| When you keep this doll all locked up
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| Playing house just makes us sick
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| We’ve been wound up, broken down, but
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| That was how we found out just what makes us tick |