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I appear unwounded,
But my eyes tell a different tale,
I feel like I'm your doll,
That you got from a sale
You paid half price,
But I feel worthless,
And now you have me,
To play with and dress
You play stupid games,
Until the end of the day,
You start to get bored,
So you throw me away
So do what you do,
It's ok I can take it,
But if I did it to you,
You'd go off in a fit
Can't we go back to old times,
When we got on so great,
Because now these words towards me,
Are so full of hate
So now puppeteer,
Grab my strings,
And make me do,
All kinds of things
So I'll smile and dance,
To hide the pain,
And deep down I'll hope,
That you feel the same
But my eyes tell a different tale,
I feel like I'm your doll,
That you got from a sale
You paid half price,
But I feel worthless,
And now you have me,
To play with and dress
You play stupid games,
Until the end of the day,
You start to get bored,
So you throw me away
So do what you do,
It's ok I can take it,
But if I did it to you,
You'd go off in a fit
Can't we go back to old times,
When we got on so great,
Because now these words towards me,
Are so full of hate
So now puppeteer,
Grab my strings,
And make me do,
All kinds of things
So I'll smile and dance,
To hide the pain,
And deep down I'll hope,
That you feel the same
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