I´ll be your favourite doll
You´ll have fun with me
I can talk to you in French

I can listen to your worries

I can even give you a hand with the rest of your dolls
I´ll be a slave dressed up as a friend
Treated as well as a piece of shit
I´ll keep walking by your side
I´ll wear the things that you like
I´ll shut up when you want me to
I´ll be a puppet on a string
You´ll just have to move one finger and I´ll be down on my knees

But you must know you´ll no longer be a kid playing with a doll
You´ll be a murderer, worse than that, a hypocrite
You´ll be the only one
I´ll be one in a million
You´ll be the only one

I´ll be one in a million
You´ll be the only one
I´ll be one in a million

Until I feel nothing at all, no pain, the strings don´t hurt me anymore, I won´t even have what I´d love in return, the reason why I still being friends with a dickhead, the most pretentious guy I ever met

Stop contradictions, I´m beginning to feel I´m a psychopath...