Oh,
don't I look nice?
Batting my eyes, isn't it pure perfection?
Cute, think I'm polite, stereotype,
got your full attention
Things that you can play with me,
you better watch your back
The last thing I'd do here would be my lap
Cause baby, doll skill,
don't provoke us or we will
I'll push you down,
who might be pretty but we're still
Bitter as much as we're sweet,
knife hidden under the sheets
Baby, don't ask who,
don't provoke us or we will go
Oh, cause all we want to
be is
pretty but we're still
I'm a freak, I'm a washy
You, made out of steel,
how does it feel?
To be walked aloof for hell
Sleeping in a trail,
finding pigtails Blood drips down your shoulder
Maybe there's power in numbers
But I want all of your friends
Your tender lips on the notebook
I don't know how this ends
Don't ask you,
don't provoke us or we will Push you downhill
Might be pretty but we're still
Bitter as much as we're sweet
Knife hidden under the sheets Baby dolls kill
Don't provoke us or we will You'll be cold.
You'll be cold.
You'll be cold.
And everything nice no, that's no way
To kill the bites go ahead and break us
Cause baby dolls kill Don't provoke us or we will
Push you downhill Might be pretty but we're still
Bitter as much as you're sweet Life hidden under the sheets
Baby dolls kill Don't provoke us or we will
Oh,
don't I look nice?
Batting my eyes, isn't it pure perfection?
Cute, think I'm polite, stereotype,
got your full attention
Things that you can play with me,
you better watch your back
The last thing that you'd hear would be my laugh