Doll

Who really knows how long

You've been gone crying on the phone

Sleeping in between parked cars

Running when you're in the dark

It's so hard when you're on your own

No one told you right from wrong

How you've let the devil in your bed

And now he's making you his doll instead

Instead

Making you his doll instead

Making you his doll instead

Don't you know you've lost your head, oh no

In your bed

Sha-la, la-la, la-la-la

Sha-la, la-la, la-la

Sha-la, la-la, la-la-la

Sha-la, la-la, la-la

Sha-la, la-la, la-la-la

Sha-la, la-la, la-la

Sha-la, la-la, la-la-la

Sha-la, la-la, la-la