Mannequin

How do I get closer to you?
When you keep it all on mute,
How will I know the right way to love you?

Usually the Queen of figuring out,
Breaking down a man is no work out,
But I have no clue,
How to get through to you.

Oh, I wanna hit you just to see if you cry
I keep knockin' on wood, hoping there's a real boy inside.

Cos you're not a man,
You're just a Mannequin,
I wish you could feel, that my love is real
But you're not a man.

I wish I could just turn you on
Put a battery in and make you talk
Even pull a string for you to say anything

But with you there is no guarantee
Only expired warranty
A bunch of broken parts
And I can't seem to find your heart

Oh, I'm such a fool
This one's outta my hands
I can't put you back together again

Cause you're not a man
You're just a Mannequin
I wish you could feel that my love is real
But you're not a man
You're just a toy
Could you ever be a real, real boy
And understand
But you're not a man.