Dollhouse Chords & Lyrics by Priscilla Renea

Dollhouse

guitar chords lyrics

Priscilla Renea

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-DollHouse-
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Standard tuning
Capo on 3rd fret

Verse 1:

D A
I�m just a girl, you�re just a boy

G D
This is my heart, it�s not a toy
A G
So what�s with you playing with my mind
D A
We used to be cool, this used to be love
G
Now it�s become, something like a job
D A G
Like it or not, maybe things were changing right before our eyes


Pre chorus:
D A
I tried to be a picture perfect girl
G
But you were in your own fantasy world
D A
Tryna control me like some kind of Barbie
G
but that just ain�t me


Chorus 1:
D A
Cause I ain�t a doll, this aint a dollhouse
G D A
You�re way too old to be, puttin me down like this
G
and playing around like this
D A
I ain�t a doll, this ain�t a dollhouse
G D A
No, I could never be, stuck living life like this
G
behind these four walls,cause I ain�t a doll


(small pause, strum chords D A G)

Verse 2:

You call the shots, right down to my shoes
I liked what you liked cause you told me to
And i don�t think that you could even tell
I fell out of love, but it never showed
I gave up on us so long ago
But you�ll never know
baby don�t pretend like you know me so well

I tried to be a picture perfect girl
but you were in your own fantasy world
try to control me like some kind of Barbie
but that just ain�t me

I ain�t a doll, this ain't a dollhouse
You�re way too old to be, puttin me down like this
and playing around like this
I ain�t a doll, this ain�t a dollhouse
No, I could never be, stuck living life like this
behind these four walls,cause I ain�t a doll

I�ll never be made of plastic
So glad that my heart�s elastic
No matter what you do
I�ll bounce back offa you
Cut me but I�m not bleeding

I tried to be a picture perfect girl
but you were in your own fantasy world
tryna to control me like some kind of Barbie
but that just ain�t me

I ain�t a doll, this ain't a dollhouse
You�re way too old to be, puttin me down like this
and playing around like this
I ain�t a doll, this ain�t a dollhouse
No I could never be, stuck living life like this
Behind these four walls, I ain�t a doll

And I come with imperfections
Epitome of perfection
if you can�t understand, loving the way I am
then you�re no good for me, so glad i kept my receipt


*the whole song is pretty much three chords*