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