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Charlotte Martin
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Lyricist:Martin Charlotte Ann
Well, I'm a little bit short And a little bit round And a little bit soft And a little too loud
And I'm a bit of her mouth And a bit of her eyes And a lot of this hurts 'Cause I'm never his type
And if you rip apart this And you rip apart that And you sew 'em back together Could I call you my man?
And I can't feel my feet Oh, it's a scary situation When you have no belief That your past cannot be beaten
And his looks like a dagger He's focused all wrong And all he sees is a woman Made up of used parts
And I spoke to the prophets And I prayed to the saints And I thought my persistence Was a symbol of faith
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And I scream in his face And I scream in the mirror And he can't ever see That I'm standing right here
And you pick at my brain While you're kicking my heart Where's your dignity girl? Is that your version of art?
And I can't feel my feet And it's a scary situation When you have no belief That your past cannot be beaten
And his looks like a dagger He's focused all wrong And all he sees is a woman Made up of used parts
I can't fight my fear No no you've seen it all before Even the paper dolls come to life They all bow before you
So maybe we'll all join hands And get the party started All he sees is a woman Made up of used parts
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