Back when she was a girl there was a plan to see her through her life: get
married, settled down, and have some kids and be a good housewife; but she
would go to bed at night with day-glo stars
Airy lights stuck on the ceiling of her room as she dreamt of another life.
Now it’s too late to go back home, it’s saccharine and silicone, for a broken
barbie doll. sleeping pills and alcohol, and nights she’d rather not recall,
for a broken barbie doll.
And though the hands that played with her were cold she let them drag her down,
and as her cardboard world begins to fall, she’s lying on the ground.
[chorus]
Her mother writes her every week, she says she’s worried for health. her dad
says she’s finding her feet, but now she’s lying on the shelf. like faulty
goods that are returned, her pretty finger
All burnt.
[chorus]
Broken barbie doll, for a broken barbie doll.
Broken barbie doll, for a broken barbie doll.
Broken barbie doll...