I am your marionette with a hook in my spine
You can not bury my yet, I am to undivine
With an air of resignation I follow my strings up to you
My custom has always been to follow you true
Easy to make, so fun to use
My Marionette
The logical outcomes of your convictions are gray
You tangle my twine while hoping that I can still play
I am your marionette with a pin in his heart
You choose to carry me yet, you tore me apart
Easy to make, so fun to use
My Marionette
From limb to limb I feel amazingly droll
I stagger and trip yet you laugh irrevocably whole
My boots are uncertain, my ruinous head is all wrong
You keep my dancing to a tune that isn’t a song
Easy to make, so fun to use
My Marionette
