We all want to be a Barbie doll

With giant boobs and a tiny waist

We want to have our happy endings

Our so-called dream with a bitter taste

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Play with my strings; I'll be your puppet

Play the chords to my heart, I'll be yours

Beat me, leave me broken and bleeding

I'll still love you as I lick my sores

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I'll stay up late in a bathroom stall

Puking everything I ate that day

In hopes that it will make me pretty

And make all the cute guys look my way

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Say goodbye to my thirty inch waist

And my tiny little A-cup bra

Say hello to my new plastic skin

And get used to staring in awe.