- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Hamilton
 - Priscilla Renea/jackson
 - Ronnie/levin
 - Benjamin/jackson
 - Kendall Manuel/mays
 - Carlton
 
- Genres:
 - Pop
 
- Tags:
 - dance
 - dollhouse
 - i h8 guys
 - priscila renea
 
- See also:
 
Priscilla Renea - Dollhouse lyrics
I'm just a girl
 And you're just a boy
 This is my heart
 It's not a toy
 So what's with you playing with my mind?
 We used to be cool
 This used to be love
 Now it's become
 Something like a job
 Like it or not
 Maybe things are changing
 Right before our eyes
 I tried to be your picture perfect girl
 But you were in your own fantasy world
 Tryna control me
 Like some kind of barbie
 But that just ain't me
 Cuz I ain't a doll
 This ain't a dollhouse
 Your way too old to be
 Putting me down like this
 And playing around like this
 I ain't a doll
 This ain't a dollhouse
 No I could never be stuck living life like this
 Behind these four walls
 Cuz I ain't a doll
 You call the shots
 Right down to my shoes
 I liked what you liked
 Cuz you told me to
 And I don't think that you could even tell
 I fell out of love
 But it never showed
 I gave up on us
 So long ago
 But you'll never know
 Baby don't pretend like you know me so well
 I tried to be your picture perfect girl
 But you were in your own fantasy worldPriscilla Renea - Dollhouse - http://motolyrics.com/priscilla-renea/dollhouse-lyrics.html
 Tryna control me
 Like some kind of barbie
 But that just ain't me
 Cuz I ain't a doll
 This ain't a dollhouse
 Your way too old to be
 Putting me down like this
 And playing around like this
 I ain't a doll
 This ain't a dollhouse
 No I could never be stuck living life like this
 Behind these four walls
 Cuz I ain't a doll
 I'll never be made of plastic
 So glad my hearts elastic
 No matter what you do
 I'll bounce back off of you
 Cut me but I'm not bleeding
 I tried to be your picture perfect girl
 But you were in your own fantasy world
 Tryna control me
 Like some kind of barbie
 But that just ain't me
 I ain't a doll
 This ain't a dollhouse
 Your way too old to be
 Putting me down like this
 And playing around like this
 I ain't a doll
 This ain't a dollhouse
 No I could never be stuck living life like this
 Behind these four walls
 Cuz I ain't a doll
 And I come with imperfections
 Epitome of perfection
 If you can't understand
 Loving the way I am
 Then you're no good for me
 So glad I kept my receipt



















