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Text: Paloma Faith. Do You Want the Truth Or Something Beautiful. Broken Doll.

I am a broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears

I don't claim to be perfect
I know I am damaged good
But I wanna be led out of darkness
Just like every lady would

Link my wounds and watch them
Seal with your healing heart
Embrace my sadness, look after me
'Cause there is no one else I 'd ask

I am a broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears
Piece me all together, the broken eye and sweet
You thought my heart was made of wood
But I can hear it beat

I am scared of shadows in the night
When you are not there by my side
Sick of nightmares in my sleep
When there is no place I can hide

See the beauty in the blood
That drips down from my eyes
Hold the parts that were ripped out
That took me by surprise

I am a broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears
Piece me all together the broken eye and sweet
You thought my heart was made of wood
But I can hear it beat

Boom, boom, here it goes, boom, boom
To the sound of the grand piano
I am dancing in your light
And I like it here

I am a broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears
Am broken doll and you are the puppeteer

Take control for me and wipe away my fears
Piece me all together the broken eye and sweet
You thought my heart was made of wood
But I can hear it beat

I'm a broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears
Piece me all together the broken eye and sweet
You thought my heart was made of wood
But I can hear it beat