A poetic anthem about what being a teenage girl has come to mean.

» highest in charts:   # 767   (127,204 songs currently listed in Acoustic)
» highest in sub-genre:   # 142   (7,971 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic Piano)

Broken Dolls


We're all broken dolls
Pieces
Are we too late for stitches
Have we served our purpose
Your playthings
Fragments of our former selves
Pieces


And all of these girls playing catch
With razor blades
We fallen angels are all the same
And I don't know how to make myself happy anymore
I don't how to feel


You better watch what you write down, girl
You don't know who is reading
You better watch what you say outloud, girl
You don't know who is listening


And all this time
All I wanted was somebody to inspire me to care again
And is it wrong to feel like I shouldn't feel like this
And is it wrong to fear feeling anything at all


You said you knew all along
But I, I never told anyone
You said you knew all along
But I, I never told anyone
Hey beautiful
What's it like to know
You're just the test zone for his atom bombs?
I've got the mind of a victim
And sometimes I feel so weak
How am I supposed to live with me?
I just don't know about anything anymore
Pieces


All lyrics and music © Sarah Wheeler 2004