Love's a confusing thing
In my suburban home
I feel so alone

I walk through sterile rooms
There's voices in my [bad word] from the phone

I've got a blow-up doll
She looks like you
- little girl
The two of us have made a special world
Little girl

So [bad word] to the dollhouse [bad word] to the dollhouse [bad word] to the dollhouse
I've got it all set up for you

The vacuum cleaner sucks my brain dry
As I sit and stare at colors on T.V.
dusty lamp upon the table
Lights her from within
She does the same to me

I've got a blow-up doll
She looks like you
- little girl
The two of us have made a special world
Little girl

So [bad word] to the dollhouse [bad word] to the dollhouse [bad word] to the dollhouse
I've got it all set up for you [bad word] into my dollhouse
Fill my empty heart
Without you I'm a catatonic fool
Sitting in the dark

So [bad word] to the dollhouse [bad word] to the dollhouse [bad word] to the dollhouse
I've got it all set up for you
 [bad word] to the dollhouse