We all want to be a Barbie doll

With giant boobs and a tiny waist

We want to have our happy endings

Our so-called dream with a bitter taste

Play with my strings; I'll be your puppet

Play the chords to my heart, I'll be yours

Beat me, leave me broken and bleeding

I'll still love you as I lick my sores

I'll stay up late in a bathroom stall

Puking everything I ate that day

In hopes that it will make me pretty

And make all the cute guys look my way

Say goodbye to my thirty inch waist

And my tiny little A-cup bra

Say hello to my new plastic skin

And get used to staring in awe.