She doesn't care if she lives anymore She can't go back to the world outside the door of the dollhouse, dollhouse Too late, she learns, this bridge won't burn There's no return from the dollhouse She doesn't show all the emptiness inside No one could know all the teardrops that hide in the dollhouse, dollhouse Is she to blame? To be held in shame? By invisible chains in the dollhouse She wouldn't be there at all An outcast of her own society If no one ever came to call There could never be any dollhouse Which soul will pay for the ones who stay Or those who come to play in the dollhouse, dollhouse
