Treat me like a mannequin
With nothing underneath my skin
I'll watch you play with my head
Treat me like a mannequin
You touch me but I feel nothing
Over and over again
Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to my life
I've been writing you this poem
To show how I survived
And I do apologize
But I've got a few screws loose
I got a lot of ghosts
Float around inside my living room
But I've been paranoid
I've been out of my skull
You could say that I've been cranky
With these paintings on my walls
Cause I feel like their peeking
They're looking at me
Taking note of everything when
I hop onto this mystery
And I don't really like it when they
Get close to me
And I don't really like it when they
Try and feel me
Not here for the pleasure
The audience in their row
Cut the rope, lift the Curtains
I am the star of the show
I wanna try and please you
But I know it's a lot
You can try and Judge me
Or break my heart
But the things you did
Have really left me scarred
Don't want them to see me
Let's put on a facade
Treat me like a mannequin
With nothing underneath my skin
I'll watch you play with my head
(Woah, Woah, Woah)
Treat me like a mannequin
You touch me but I feel nothing
Over and over again
Well If this is my circus
I guess I'm the ring leader
Cause all I've been hearing
Are these crowds begging and cheer
And these clowns that surround
They are just for the show
They here just to entertain
Just In case ya don't know
I've been feeding off the industry
The subject keeps on killing me
Won't be the best, but I will see
Where this road will be leading me
And I know that they all wanna see me
Burning, crawling!
But I've been here ever since I was
Hurting, falling!
Stumble on a tightrope
Yea, That's kinda funny
I am in my own zone
For the fans and not the money
I wanna make you happy
My dear lover, my honey
Slashing up the competition
You can call me Chucky
What do you say that we
Let us give them a fright
An innocent, a sweet and
A Lovely surprise
Crank the jack in the box
Holding up a bloody knife
Let's see if they will scream
By the end of the night
Treat me like a mannequin
With nothing underneath my skin
I'll watch you play with my head
(Woah, Woah, Woah)
Treat me like a mannequin
You touch me but I feel nothing
Over and over again
I can't help but to dance to the melody
Mouth sewn shut, trynna find your symphony
Being your puppet is all I will be
I'm held by your strings, holding to me
Use my body, rip and tear like it's gore
Use me, abuse me and tell me I'm yours
Look All these people giving up an applause
What'd you say, let's give an encore!
Treat me like a mannequin
With nothing underneath my skin
I'll watch you play with my head
(Woah, Woah, Woah)
Treat me like a mannequin
You touch me but I feel nothing
Over and over again
Treat me like a mannequin
With nothing underneath my skin
I'll watch you play with my head
Treat me like a mannequin
You touch me but I feel nothing
Over and over again