How do I get closer to you When you keep it all on mute? How will I know the right way to love you? Usually the queen of figuring out Breaking down a man is no work out But I have no clue How to get through to you Oh, I wanna hit you just to see if you cry I keep knocking on wood Hoping there's a real boy inside 'Cause you're not a man You're just a mannequin I wish you could feel that my love is real But you're not a man I wish I could just turn you on Put a battery in and make you talk Even pull a string for you to say anything But with you there is no guarantee Only expired warranty A bunch of broken parts And I can't seem to find your heart Oh, I'm such a fool I'm such a fool, I'm such a fool This one's outta my hands I can't put you back together again 'Cause you're not a man You're just a mannequin I wish you could feel that my love is real But you're not a man You're just a toy Could you ever be a real, real boy And understand? But you're not a man If the past is the problem Our future can solve them, baby I could bring you to life if you let me inside, baby It will hurt but in the end you'll be a man You're not a man You're just a mannequin I wish you could feel that my love is real You're a toy Could you ever be a real, real boy And understand? But you're not a man You're not a man You're just a mannequin I wish you could feel that my love is real But you're not a man © WHEN I'M RICH YOU'LL BE MY BITCH; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com