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Well I'm a little bit short
And a little bit round
And a little bit soft
And a little too loud
And I'm a bit of her mouth
And a bit of her eyes
And a lot of this hurts
'Cause I'm never his type
And if you rip apart this
And you rip apart that
And you sew 'em back together
Could I call you my man?
And I can't feel my feet
Oh it's a scary situation
When you have no belief
That your past cannot be beaten
And his looks like a dagger
He's focused all wrong
And all he sees is a woman made up of used parts
And I spoke to the prophets
And I prayed to the saints
And I thought my persistance was a symbol of faith
And I scream in his face
And I scream in the mirror
And he can't ever see that I'm standing right here
And you pick at my brain
While you're kicking my heart
Where's your dignity girl
Is that your version of art?
And I can't feel my feet
And it's a scary situation
When you have no belief
That your past cannot be beaten
And his looks like a dagger
He's focused all wrong
And all he sees is a woman made up of used parts
I can't fight my fear
No no you've seen it all before
Even the paper dolls come to life
They all bow before you
So maybe we'll all join hands
And get the party started
All he sees is a woman made up of used parts
And a little bit round
And a little bit soft
And a little too loud
And a bit of her eyes
And a lot of this hurts
'Cause I'm never his type
And you rip apart that
And you sew 'em back together
Could I call you my man?
Oh it's a scary situation
When you have no belief
That your past cannot be beaten
And his looks like a dagger
He's focused all wrong
And all he sees is a woman made up of used parts
And I prayed to the saints
And I thought my persistance was a symbol of faith
And I scream in the mirror
And he can't ever see that I'm standing right here
While you're kicking my heart
Where's your dignity girl
Is that your version of art?
And it's a scary situation
When you have no belief
That your past cannot be beaten
And his looks like a dagger
He's focused all wrong
And all he sees is a woman made up of used parts
No no you've seen it all before
Even the paper dolls come to life
They all bow before you
So maybe we'll all join hands
And get the party started
All he sees is a woman made up of used parts
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Submitted by
cristinaish On May 02, 2007
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I love this song. I think it's about either a guy she's in love w/ who is w/ someone else or a guy who is cheating on her. Either way, she doesn't understand why he doesn't love her b/c she's just like the girl that he does love. "I'm a bit of her mouth/And a bit of her eyes/And a lot of this hurts/Because I'm never his type". She feels as if she's someone he sees as having "used parts" or similar features but nothing special. It's hard to put into words.