Toy Box
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Toy Box
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You want plastic not a beating heart that bleeds for passion
You could care less about my dreams
You want me just as long as I don't speak while you play your games with me boy
You dress me up and take me out
Then treat me like an object
What I say you don't respect
You only wanna play
When it's not convenient
I just go back in your toy box
Waiting while I'm suffocating,
Boy but I won't stay
When you go to bed am I just
one more toy for you to hold?
See your pretty doll is breathing
Want out, I want, want out of your toy box
Want out, I want, want out of your toy box
Want out, I want, want out of your toy box
want out, I want, want out of your toy box
I can see them you've got so many other toys around me
Cars, computers, and a giant dream house
I'm sure there's a couple other dolls you're hiding up in your room
You make me wait at home while you get dirty on the playground
that all will change when you come back I will be gone
You can search the attic ask around but I know better
I found someone to love me when you're not around
When you come to bed am I just
one more toy for you to hold?
See your pretty doll is leaving
Want out, I want, want out of your toy box
want out, I want, want out of your toy box
Want out, I want, want out of your toy box
want out, I want, want out of your toy box
Anywhere I go and no matter who I lose
You who I choose to remain in the room
And I don't care what them other dames gonna move, 'cause you all mine
See my name on your shoes?
Yeah, wrote that with a sharpie
So I'm gonna play with the boys at the party
Bounce to the bed with who, hm, let's see
Lookin' in the box anybody seen Betsey?
Damn could have sworn she was right here
Been in the same spot for five years
Funny how a toy make a man fight tears
And by the way, where the hell is Buz Lightyear?
Best friend, gone creepin'
He knows she's more than a doll that I sleep with
No secret of how sad that I've been
We're not family but come back to your "Ken" girl
When you come to bed am I just
one more toy for you to hold?
See your pretty doll is leaving
Want out, I want, want out of your toy box
want out, I want, want out of your toy box
Want out, I want, want out of your toy box
want out, I want, want out of your toy box
Want out, I want, want out of your toy box
want out, I want, want out of your toy box
Want out, I want, want out of your toy box
want out, I want, want out of your toy box
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