Paper Doll
Hillary Hand Lyrics
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My lines were folded by you
Please tape me back together
And tell me what I should do
Because I'm blowing away
In the wind
And I'll float on this spot
You cut all my hair
And told me I was beautiful
That the color of my eyes
Were really something wonderful
But I didn't believe a word you had said
So I tore out my long brown hair right from my head
I wanted to be just like all of the other paper dolls
With curved lines, a reflection something captivating
I wanted to be just like all of the other paper dolls
With curved lines, a reflection something captivating
I was made of paper
My lines were folded by you
The song "Paper Doll" by Hillary Hand is a melancholic ballad about a woman who feels like she is just a fragile paper doll, easily manipulated and controlled by someone else. She sings about how her lines, or the shape of her body, were molded by her lover, and she pleads for him to put her back together because she doesn't know what to do. She feels like she is being tossed around by the wind, unable to control her own fate. The lyrics "You cut all my hair and told me I was beautiful" reveal that she was willing to do anything to please this person, even if it meant losing a part of herself. However, she also admits to tearing out her own hair when she realized she couldn't be the perfect paper doll that she thought she needed to be.
Line by Line Meaning
I was made of paper
I was fragile and easily influenced
My lines were folded by you
You shaped me and molded me into something that pleased you
Please tape me back together
I am broken and need your help to be fixed
And tell me what I should do
I am lost and need guidance
Because I'm blowing away
I am being tossed around by the winds of change
In the wind
In the chaos of life
And I'll float on this spot
I will remain stagnant and directionless
Until I reach my hand
Until I find someone to guide me
You cut all my hair
You took away my confidence and identity
And told me I was beautiful
You gave me false compliments to manipulate me
That the color of my eyes
That the physical aspects of me were important
Were really something wonderful
Were something to be praised
But I didn't believe a word you had said
I saw through your lies
So I tore out my long brown hair right from my head
I rebelled against your control and tried to take back my own identity
I wanted to be just like all of the other paper dolls
I desired to fit in and be accepted by society
With curved lines, a reflection something captivating
With attractive physical features that would make me desirable
I wanted to be just like all of the other paper dolls
I felt pressure to conform to societal standards
With curved lines, a reflection something captivating
With conventionally attractive physical features
Contributed by Xavier K. Suggest a correction in the comments below.