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Puppet on Strings
verse 1:
you pulled me into your pretty little smile after i tried so hard just to let go...
you sweet talked me into your seemingly perfect world that i didn't know...
and now im being thrown back and forth like the wind not sure which way i should go...
and while everything's messed up you just keep telling me that you got it all under control...
ohhh...
chorus:
like a puppet on strings,
i did every little thing,
that you asked me to,
told me to,
and now i'm feeling like
my life's in your hands and
you're making me run
from all of your problems,
when there's so much more that i could do...
but im just a puppet on strings to you...
verse 2:
you told me everything that i wanted to hear -
i was beautiful, wonderful,
i was your whole world...
and i took all those lies
like they
were keeping me alive,
but they're just fantasies
of a naiive girl...
you really had me wrapped around your finger,
now im slowly unraveling...
and baby why dontcha take a few steps back?
give me some room to breahte...
chorus
bridge:
woke up this morning...
founda pair of scissors,
just lying on the floor...
and i snapped those strings
like they weren't worth anything,
grabbed my bags
and walked out the door
chorus:
like a pupet on strings,
i did every little thing
that you asked me to,
told me to...
but now i fin'ly have my life
in my hands
and
i'm living it...giving it...
everything i got and everything i didn't do...
when i was a puppet on strings to you...