I'm tired of the dollhouse
Tiered of sitting perfict for you
I'm breaking down
And my fake plastic smile
Is no longer enough
.
I'm no longer the perfect doll
I'm letting others in, and now
You're losing your control
That's not aloud
.
While I cry, I realize that in your eyes
It's only while i stay in you, kingdom
Do i get my freedom
Only when i follow your orders
Do i get to choose
Did you forget
I'm not a slave to you
.
You clame your only doing
What's best for me
But then why is it only you who is happy
.
You've put strings on me
Your favorite marionette
Out on that stage
You pull those stings
Controlling me as I dance a rithem
To your beat
But now you start to freak as you see the Strings grow weak
.
I'm a bout to break
I can only take so much
Before, I'm lying broken
And tangled on the floor
.
You hate that the strings are breaking
Fraying and me nearly escap³w cming
You can see my wooden body
Cracking as I lose all sense of self
You know that i am hallow
Just a puppet, breaking down
But you won't stop
And just keep pulling strings
Put a patch over and call it good
While I still struggle
To be free
.
There is not much left
For you to hold
Not much to control
And i am happy
Becaus soon
The strings will break
And you'll let me go
A broken marionette
Nolonger able to perform.