puppet master

you pull and yank on my strings as I let you control me mindlessly I stare into the void while youake me dance and play the part playing with the strings of my heart making me dance till my seams rip apart tearing these fragile threads and I allow you to do it because it's all I have left this little game the last dance I'll dance for I can no longer move on my own so when you get bored oh my puppet master and when you put down my strings that will be the end the last time that this puppet will be on stage the last time this puppet will sing and dance oh puppet master