Expecting me
to polish
Imaginary
Trophies
Sitting
On
The shelf
Of your
Heart
You stand
In
The shadow
Of your
Guilt
Love puppet with no strings
That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings
She's just tired of being ugly
She just wants pretty things
The house
Of cards
Took time
But
We stacked
Them high
With more doors
Heading out
Than
Coming in
Stampede
We crushed
The foundation
We
Once built
Love puppet with no strings
That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings
She's just tired of being ugly
She just wants pretty things
Isn't
It hard
To talk
With
Your tongue
Tied
All the times
You've sworn
You
Haven't lied
One thing
Leads
To another
At one time
I
Would have
No other
Have
No other
Please
Give me
Another
Love puppet with no strings
That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings
She's just tired of being ugly
She just wants pretty things