I broke your doll
It's cross-eyed, that's all
I wanted to help it see straight
Half broken moon, sooner than soon
I was up on your wall, smaller than small
In a half painted frame, wood wooden stain
I hope that reminds you of the part you couldn't change in me
If you push me, I fall
If you pull me, I drown
If you're gonna be nailing me down
I won't rise again
I scratched your car
Where a bird left a stain
I wanted to help you see straight
Half broken moon, sooner than soon
I was up on your wall, smaller than small
In a half painted frame, with a wood wooden stain
I hope that reminds you of the part you couldn't change in me
If you push me, I fall
If you pull me, I drown
If you're gonna be nailing me down
I won't rise again
I won't rise again
I'm not God, I'm not God
Well I'm not God, I'm not God
I might love you, but I'm not God
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