Sometimes I feel like an unfinished doll No eyes, no hair, no arms to cross Sometimes I feel like the Alphabet of Misery A is for Apple that will poison and choke me
But when you draw me There's a hole where my heart should be And I could take my crayons and color it red And decorate the monster underneath my bed With flowers and pearls and pretty things But that's not me, you know me That's not me
I'm the girl that lived in the purple house Tried to sneak in and out quiet as a mouse Sometimes the monsters would sneak out into the driveway People saw mea and all they saw was strange
But when you draw me There's a hole where my heart should be And I could take my crayons and color it red And decorate the monster underneath my bed With flowers and pearls and pretty things But that's not me, you know me And that's not me
I always feel like the doubtful guest people whispering wishing I would leave underneath their breath
But when you draw me There's a hole where my heart should be And I could take my crayons and color it red And decorate the monster underneath my bed
And when you draw me There's a hole where my heart should be And I could take my crayons and color it red And decorate the monster underneath my bed With flowers and pearl and pretty things But that's not me, you know me And that's not meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.