Charlotte Martin - Used Parts lyrics

Well I'm a little bit short And a little bit round And a little bit soft And a little too loud And I'm a bit of her mouth And a bit of her eyes And a lot of this hurts 'Cause I'm never his type And if you rip apart this And you rip apart that And you sew 'em back together Could I call you my man? And I can't feel my feet Oh it's a scary situation When you have no belief That your past cannot be beaten And this looks like a dagger He's focused all around me And all he sees is a woman made up of used parts And I spoke to the prophets And I prayed to the saints And I thought my persistance was a symbol of faith And I scream in his face And I scream in the mirror And he can't ever see that I'm standing right here And you pick at my brain While you're kicking my heart Where's your dignity girls That's your version of art And I can't feel my feet And it's a scary situation When you have no belief That your past cannot be beaten And this looks like a dagger He's focused all around me But all he sees is a woman made up of used parts I can't fight my fear No no you've seen it all before And then the paper dolls come to life They all bow before you So maybe we'll all join hands And get the party started All he sees is a woman made up of used parts