Who dries your eyes when you cry real tears
Who know or cares what an imitation is

Only you do
You can paint his nails
Make him wear high heels
Why waste time altering the hemline

Or do you?

Tear off your own head

Tear off your own head
It's a doll revolution

You can bat your lashes
You can cut your strings
You can pull his hair with your moveable fingers
It looks so real

If one won't do it, so collect the set

Dress him in pink ribbons

Put him in a kitchenette

How does this feel

Tear off your own head

Tear off your own head

It's a doll revolution

What's that sound
It will turn you around
It's a doll revolution

They're taking over
And they're tearing it down
It's a doll revolution

You can pull and pinch him
'Til he cries and squeals
You can twist his body 'til it faces backwards
Those plastic features

You could make somebody a pretty little wife
But don't let anybody tell you how to live you life

Broken pieces

Tear off your own head

Tear off your own head

It's a doll revolution

Tear off your own head

Tear off your own head

It's a doll revolution

Tear off your own head

Revolution
Tear off your own head

Revolution