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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
[ Tab from: https://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/p/priscilla_renea/dollhouse_crd.html ]
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*
