Broken doll-it's what I am
Don't know why I'm doing this
I'm a doll-which forgot itself
A doll which buried its soul
For the world, cruel world

A doll which cries in silence
A doll which lies to itself
A doll which broke its promise
A doll with no soul, so cold

A weak doll which cannot stand
Cannot stand for itself
Cannot stand and fight
For its heart

'Cause it's cold outside

A cold doll-is what I am
A doll which looks like ice
But feels so stormy inside
With no one to calm the storms

A broken doll-is what I am
Broken into pieces

Cannot remember myself
My own self
Which buried deep inside
Buried with my soul
Deep inside this cold broken doll