Look at him!
The best one for you
One friend said hundreds of times
Felt like a toy
Everyone wants to play
She said she has bad luck
Every single boy she had
Taste a piece of herself
Called her "beautiful doll"
She wanted love
Showed her fabric to puppeteers of lust
Making her dance
Discoloring her soul
But, does she want to change?
She said “that’s just me"
Then, I hope you sleep well
Stealing souls of other raggedy toys
By: Jack and Lizzy
The narrator sounds more fed up with her than sorry for her by the end, and that sleep well line is cold. I'd bet the two of them were close once.
Everybody in this one ends up a toy, the boys, the friend pointing at him, and by the last verse the doll is the one pulling strings on the other raggedy ones. This will read differently depending on whether you've been the doll or the friend saying look at him. Thanks for posting it, Jack and Lizzy, glad you two wrote it together :)
I accept the plan that has been written
I am feeling fragile once again
Look at him!