Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dollhouse, artist - Priscilla Renea. Album song Jukebox, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Dollhouse |
I’m just a girl |
And you’re just a boy |
This is my heart |
It’s not a toy |
So what’s with you playing with my mind? |
We used to be cool |
This used to be love |
Now it’s become |
Something like a job |
Like it or not |
Maybe things are changing |
Right before our eyes |
I tried to be your picture perfect girl |
But you were in your own fantasy world |
Tryna control me Like some kind of barbie |
But that just ain’t me Cuz I ain’t a doll |
This ain’t a dollhouse |
Your way too old to be Putting me down like this |
And playing around like this |
I ain’t a doll |
This ain’t a dollhouse |
No I could never be stuck living life like this |
Behind these four walls |
Cuz I ain’t a doll |
You call the shots |
Right down to my shoes |
I liked what you liked |
Cuz you told me to And I don’t think that you could even tell |
I fell out of love |
But it never showed |
I gave up on us |
So long ago |
But you’ll never know |
Baby don’t pretend like you know me so well |
I tried to be your picture perfect girl |
But you were in your own fantasy world |
Tryna control me Like some kind of barbie |
But that just ain’t me Cuz I ain’t a doll |
This ain’t a dollhouse |
Your way too old to be Putting me down like this |
And playing around like this |
I ain’t a doll |
This ain’t a dollhouse |
No I could never be stuck living life like this |
Behind these four walls |
Cuz I ain’t a doll |
I’ll never be made of plastic |
So glad my hearts elastic |
No matter what you do |
I’ll bounce back off of you |
Cut me but I’m not bleeding |
I tried to be your picture perfect girl |
But you were in your own fantasy world |
Tryna control me Like some kind of barbie |
But that just ain’t me I ain’t a doll |
This ain’t a dollhouse |
Your way too old to be Putting me down like this |
And playing around like this |
I ain’t a doll |
This ain’t a dollhouse |
No I could never be stuck living life like this |
Behind these four walls |
Cuz I ain’t a doll |
And I come with imperfections |
Epitome of perfection |
If you can’t understand |
Loving the way I am Then you’re no good for me So glad I kept my receipt |