| Marionette |
| I hang there lifeless without you The puppet master of my heart All the things you can do, if only you knew It seems that you have complete control of this art As you pull the strings of my soul The only thing I want, is to know How high are the numbers on your toll Of all the times I've tried to go? I try to cut the twine that binds us Yet all to suddenly its turned to rope And all I want to do is scream and cuss But in the end I can't even mope I'm more than willing to bet You're addicted to the thrill Of controlling this particular marionette And in the end, this addiction will kill And I will always try to break free Because being controlled is something I don't want to be As furious as I get, you hold firmly unto me Yet try as I might, I'm always attached to thee |