Synth intro: Low, pulsing analog bassline, dollwave, atmospheric rain, and a delicate, off-key music box melody playing a nursery rhyme loop) [Verse 1] Sugar-sweet ribbons pinned into my hair I sit in the parlor with a wide, blank stare Teacups of poison set out for two I’m a delicate darling, created for you Roughly painted cheeks and a blush so red Hide the iron needles sleeping in my head Pat my velvet dress, tell me I’m your favorite child You don't see the wolf lurking underneath the mild [Pre-Chorus] Wound up tight, with a dimpled smile Play along with the game for a little while Gargoyles watch from the nursery wall I step off the shelf, but I never fall [Chorus] Glass eyes blinking, so bright and clear I whisper the secrets you’re afraid to hear Thread by thread, I unravel the lace A rotten little secret behind a pretty face Spinning in the darkness of a cathedral vault If the teacup spills, it’s never my fault Dollwave innocence, sweet and bright A gothic nightmare wrapped in white [Verse 2] Look at my hands, they’re so small and clean The quietest villain that you’ve ever seen Soft velvet slippers on a cold stone floor Locking all the keys from the inside door I play with the dust your i stalk and sneak Watching you dream while I never sleep A drop of sweet venom on a porcelain spoon Singing lullabies under a bruised black moon [Bridge] (Music box accelerates into a distorted synth arpeggiator; vocal delivery shifts from breathy and sweet to cold and precise) "Be a good girl," that’s what you said While I buried my scissors in the featherbed Ribbons in the dark, lace soaked in night You thought I was fragile, you thought I was light Pull my little string, hear the music box chime I’ve been planning this execution the entire time [Chorus] Glass eyes blinking, so bright and clear I whisper the secrets you’re afraid to hear Thread by thread, I unravel the lace A rotten little secret behind a pretty face Spinning in the darkness of a cathedral vault If the teacup spills, it’s never my fault Dollwave innocence, sweet and bright A gothic nightmare wrapped in white [Outro] (Music box melody plays softly again, decaying into heavy industrial reverb) Pretty little doll on the shelf... I wouldn't turn your back on me... Sleep tight... (Childlike laughter sampled and slowed down into a low darkwave synth pulse, fading to black)
