The black font are the lyrics, and the coloured font is me annotating and analysing them:
Priscilla Renea - Dollhouse lyrics
I’m just a girl, you’re just a boy
This line demonstrates her views that they're still acting like children
This is my heart, it’s not a toy
This idea is continued with 'its not a toy'
So what’s with you playing with my mind
This shows she wants to grow up and move on and him to as well
We used to be cool, this used to be love
Now it’s become, something like a job
Implies her boredom at their relationship
Like it or not, maybe things were changing right before our eyes
Priscilla Renea - Dollhouse lyrics
I’m just a girl, you’re just a boy
This line demonstrates her views that they're still acting like children
This is my heart, it’s not a toy
This idea is continued with 'its not a toy'
So what’s with you playing with my mind
This shows she wants to grow up and move on and him to as well
We used to be cool, this used to be love
Now it’s become, something like a job
Implies her boredom at their relationship
Like it or not, maybe things were changing right before our eyes
I tried to be a 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
Demonstrates her objection at becoming what her boyfriend and society deems as being 'perfect' and how she just wants to be herself
Cause I ain’t a doll, this aint a dollhouse
You’re way too old to be, puttin me down like this
Shows shes aware that the way he controls her is ridiculous and wrong and that he should know better
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,cause I ain’t a doll
You call the shots, right down to my shoes
I liked what you liked cause 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
Summarises her abusive relationship and how although he could control her body he couldn't control her mind
I tried to be a picture perfect girl
but you were in your own fantasy world
try to control me like some kind of Barbie
but that just ain’t me
I ain’t a doll, this ain't a dollhouse
You’re way too old to be, puttin 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,cause I ain’t a doll
Demonstrates her claustrophobia of being trapped within the box of society and her boyfriends 'fantasy world'.
I’ll never be made of plastic
So glad that my heart’s elastic
No matter what you do
I’ll bounce back offa you
Cut me but I’m not bleeding
Links again to her being human and being changed physically but not emotionally
I tried to be a picture perfect girl
but you were in your own fantasy world
tryna to control me like some kind of Barbie
but that just ain’t me
I ain’t a doll, this ain't a dollhouse
You’re way too old to be, puttin 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, 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
Shows she accepts that she isnt perfect, and that if he can't then shes glad she has the option not to be with him.
I’ll never be made of plastic
So glad that my heart’s elastic
No matter what you do
I’ll bounce back offa you
Cut me but I’m not bleeding
Links again to her being human and being changed physically but not emotionally
I tried to be a picture perfect girl
but you were in your own fantasy world
tryna to control me like some kind of Barbie
but that just ain’t me
I ain’t a doll, this ain't a dollhouse
You’re way too old to be, puttin 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, 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
Shows she accepts that she isnt perfect, and that if he can't then shes glad she has the option not to be with him.
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