Paper Dolls

Twisted smiles in the mirror's glow Perfect little dollies lined up in a row

Painted faces hide the scars beneath Sugar-coated lies rot away their teeth

They say we're perfect, flawless and pristine But underneath the surface we're fragile,can't you see

Cracked and chipped, can't you see? We're not what they made us out to be

Paper dolls in a dollhouse game Cut out to fit, but we're all the same

Tied with strings, they pull, we fall But we're just trying to stand tall

Paper dolls with painted smiles They dress us up, but we're fragile all the while

Behind closed doors, we tear at the seams In this nightmare dressed as dreams

Dance little dollies under the moonlight But the strings get tangled and nothing feels right

Innocent eyes, but they're wide awake We're the puppets in a world so fake