Doll On The Wall

I want to slap that doll on the wall And in your face You want to print your flaws on the wall This is your place I hate this smile of when you cry I've never seen your face I heard your brain will throw a party Good for you And I could tell you what I've been up to And I could tell you what I've been up to The mosh pits in my bedroom Bottled-up voodoos, voodoos I could tell you what I, should I shoot, this time So, blossom, you can go I want to slap that doll on the wall And in your face I'd tell you to stop scrolling your eyes to the back of your skull I hate this place You're like a promise but you never catch I love your face I heard your brain will throw a party Good for you And I could tell you what I've been up to And I could tell you what I've been up to The mosh pits in my bedroom Bottled-up voodoos, voodoos I could tell you what I, should I shoot, this time So, blossom, you can go