You found a chest, you found some clothes
Tried me on to make me your own
You then laugh like i wanted you
This dress was on my mind on you
You left me on the floor
On the carpet I lay
My threads are broken and sore
You have stepped on them all
La dada da da la daaa
La dada Daaa da
This dolls dress is like yours
They just don't fit
You tried me on and the seams ripped
Maybe my heart was to small
You left me on the floor
On the carpet I lay
My threads are broken and sore
You have stepped on them all
La dada da da la daaAaaa
La dada Daaaaa da
La dada da da la daaAaaa
La dada Dooooooo
La da... da
umm ... we havent been clothes shopping. Ever.
ReplyDeleteWho you writing about you damn naga?~
I know ive made myself clear and all but you seem to keep writing about me.
So I think,
If youre not. Totally Cool (Y)