There's something wrong here And I would tell you if I could But the more that I'm honest Is the more that I feel misunderstood And the way you describe me's like describing A person in a book you've never actually read But then that becomes the story So completely Leaves me feeling withered and dead Am I just your doll? You dress me up and tell me all the fucked up shit in your head Am I just your doll? You hold me close so tightly while you're up and crying in bed Crying in bed Crying in bed