You laugh, make me silly sweet
You let me be whoever I want to be
You accept who I am
But I’m your puppet on a string
You make me feel wanted one day
Then you make me feel unwanted the other
In a strange way you make me do things you want
and let me believe that it is what I want
I’m your puppet on a string
When I’m just about to say
Now I’m giving up on him
You make me fall in love all over again
I really am your puppet on a string
But if you do this much more longer
Keep making this simplicity so complicated
Keep playing these games
Then you have to go
No more puppet on a string
What do you want from me?