paper doll

I've been a milkmaid magic hour prophet

Desert rat, doormat, short skirt manic machine

Lines crumpled up on a note in my pocket

Betterment, pressure points patterned on the soles of my feet

It's been nice to have you see

Just how lovable I could be

But I'm not, I'm not, I'm not

I'm not, I'm not, I'm not

Shut the bedroom door after shutting down the kitchen

Lifting up my shirt in the mirror like religion again

Do a few dents, ruin the entire function

Muscle like a locket, tokens from the places it's been

It's been nice to have you see

Just how lovable I could be

But I'm not, I'm not

(Trace me, trace me and cut it into something pretty)

I'm not

(Angel wings and a beautiful body)

(Paper, paper doll)

I'm not

(Oh my love, get out the newsprint)

I'm not

(Trace me and cut it into something pretty)

I'm not

(Angel wings and a beautiful body)

(Paper, paper doll)

Oh my love, get out the newsprint

Trace me and cut it into something pretty

Angel wings and a beautiful body

Paper, paper doll

Oh my love, get out the newsprint

Trace me and cut it into something pretty

Angel wings and a beautiful body

Paper, paper doll