Like a puppet on some strings,
your always making me do your things,
one step foward, two steps back,
your making me come off MY track.
I don't wana live this lie anymore,
its starting to get to me, in my core.
Paint a fake smile on my puppet face,
watch the frown disappear without a trace,
paint on a tear its for the best,
go on paint it, and the rest.
Pushed in the corner on my own,
like a dog, throw me a bone.
Red hair turning black,
looks like that girl aint coming back.
Now wearing tight jeans and tops,
me changing into you, it never stops.
Dangling hands, a chance to escape?
no, no chance, i knew this would be my fate.
dressing me up, putting me down,
your standing tall in your crown.
Drag me about, run abit faster,
You think your it, my puppet master.
NOne of this is me,
when are you going to see?
I dont wana look like some tart,
or stroll anround like some work of art.
I'm ugly, yes i know that, cheers,
but your gona be the one crying the tears.
Everything thats not like you, you despise,
everyones not you, open your eyes.
Everyone is different, can't you see?
I'm not you and your surely not me.
All us puppets have had enough.
your not perfect and not tough.
We'll rip out your eyes,
hide them away with all your lies.
haha, did our truth get to you?
Go on abuse us, you normally do.
Throw me onto the burning fire,
i'll watch myself burn,at my own desire.
But i aint gona live your life anymore,
being you is such a bore.
Blood pouring from my puppet head,
now this wooden puppets dead.
No longer will i live this lie,
this person has now said goodbye.
I hope you get it now, i'm doin my things,
not hanging round for eternity on these puppet strings.