Mannequin

She's a mannequin
 I found her in the parking lot
 By high-end fashion boutique bins
 And ever since
 We fell in love, I've had the urge
 To profit her a wedding ring
 But it's the strangest thing
 If she were made of flesh and bones
 And hair and skin and keratin
 Oh, is it such a sin?
 But plastic eyes, and plastic limbs
 And metal joints and fingertips
 Oh, she's a mannequin
 She's a mannequin
 She's a mannequin
 She's a mannequin
 She's a mannequin
 How I wish
 She would come to life
 She would be my wife
 But she's a mannequin
 Like a man
 Like a normal man
 She would take my hand and sing to me
 But she's a mannequin
 If she were made of flesh and bones
 And hair and skin and keratin
 But she's a mannequin
 But plastic eyes, and plastic limbs
 And metal joints and fingertips
 But she's a mannequin
 She's a mannequin
 How I wish
 She would come to life
 She would be my light
 But she's a mannequin
 She's a mannequin
 She's a mannequin
 She's a mannequin
 She's a mannequin
 How I wish
 I would come to life
 I would be a wife
 But she's a mannequin
 Like a man
 Like a normal man
 I would see beneath your ugly skin
 But she's a mannequin
 And I look into her eyes
 Her eyes that never judge
 Or forge a brand new path
 A path that ends in love
 But never laugh again
 Or she will deep within
 I'm just a normal man
 She's a mannequin