Dollhouse Chords

Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

DI’m just a girl, Ayou’re just a boy

GThis is my heart, it’s not a toy D

So wAhat’s with you pGlaying with my mind

DWe used to be cool, Athis used to be love

GNow it’s become, something like a job

LikeD it or not, mAaybe things were changing rGight before our eyes

Pre chorus:

I tried to bDe a picture perfect giArl

But you were in your Gown fantasy world

Tryna conDtrol me like some Akind of Barbie

but that just aGin’t me

Chorus 1

Cause I ain’t a dDoll, this aint a dollhAouse

You’re Gway too old to be, puttin Dme down like tAhis

and playing arGound like this

I ain’t a dDoll, this ain’t a dolAlhouse

No, I Gcould never be, stuck living lDife like thAis

behind these fGour walls,cause I ain’t a doll

(small pause, strum chords D A G)

Verse 2

You call the shots, right down to my shoes

I liked what you liked cause you told me to

And i don’t think that you could even tell

I fell out of love, but it never showed

I gave up on us so long ago

But you’ll never know

baby don’t pretend like you know me so well

I tried to be a picture perfect girl

but you were in your own fantasy world

try to control me like some kind of Barbie

but that just ain’t me

I ain’t a doll, this ain't a dollhouse

You’re way too old to be, puttin me down like this

and playing around like this

I ain’t a doll, this ain’t a dollhouse

No, I could never be, stuck living life like this

behind these four walls,cause I ain’t a doll

I’ll never be made of plastic

So glad that my heart’s elastic

No matter what you do

I’ll bounce back offa you

Cut me but I’m not bleeding

I tried to be a picture perfect girl

but you were in your own fantasy world

tryna to control me like some kind of Barbie

but that just ain’t me

I ain’t a doll, this ain't a dollhouse

You’re way too old to be, puttin me down like this

and playing around like this

I ain’t a doll, this ain’t a dollhouse

No I could never be, stuck living life like this

Behind these four walls, I ain’t a doll

And I come with imperfections

Epitome of perfection

if you can’t understand, loving the way I am

then you’re no good for me, so glad i kept my receipt

*the whole song is pretty much three chords*