I was made of paper
My lines were folded by you
Please tape me back together
And tell me what I should do
Because I'm blowing away
In the wind
And I'll float on this spot
Until I reach my hand
You cut all my hair
And told me I was beautiful
That the color of my eyes
Were really something wonderful
But I didn't believe a word you had said
So I tore out my long brown hair right from my head
I wanted to be just like all of the other paper dolls
With curved lines, a reflection something captivating
I wanted to be just like all of the other paper dolls
With curved lines, a reflection something captivating
I was made of paper
My lines were folded by you

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