Mannequin

Treat me like a mannequin, with nothing underneath my skin

Ill watch you play with my head

Treat me like a mannequin, you touch me but i feel nothing

over and over again

I'm just a puppet in this game that she playing in

And she don't wanna be friends, she wanna take revenge

Steady tugging at my strings like a violin

She say she hate me then she love me here we go again

She staring at me through the window, she ain't coming in

Talking bout me to her friends, asking where I been

Deep down she got motive, blanks are filling in