Track byParis Music
I fell in love with a wind-up souvenir I bought it downtown as I was on my way to meet you She sounds like the songs You used to sing to put me to sleep But, now that you're gone She's all that I've left to hold And I feel so all alone No one's gonna fix me when I'm broke How do you cry with inanimate eyes You're never gonna smile With the way that you're wired And I feel so all alone I gave her to you (I don't need a toy) I thought you might appreciate it (I don't like the way that it moves) The way that she dances The painted look upon her face (Someone must've thrown this away) She must've come from the sun I want take her through the park Where she'd tell me I'm all (speaking of which) that she wants If she could even talk And I feel so all alone No one's gonna fix me when I'm broke How do you cry with inanimate eyes You're never gonna smile With the way that you're wired And I feel so all alone I feel so all alone And she sings you're my shell It makes me think of you The way she carries the things That remind me of who We used to be, before We became antiques She's a lot like you But when I hold her too Tight, I know she'll break She just takes some glue to stay And I feel so all alone No one's gonna fix me when I'm broke How do you cry with inanimate eyes You're never gonna smile With the way that you're wired And I feel so all alone I feel so all alone I feel so all alone