Why What is that look up on your face,
a simple mood,
orhave I fallen from grace.
Don't you tell me nothing is wrong,
for just have more, how long
should this be going on.
Is the sky too grey,
did your milk taste bad today?
Did I fail it bad, in bed, was it
something I have said, was
it something I have said?
Here we go on and on again,
the same old game,
of me to blame, of me to blame.
Here I go jumping round the your bed,
aoh stupid me,
'cause you're the king,
and I'm your puppet on a
string, and I'm your puppet
on a string.
Is it so hard to understand,
this situation is getting out of here, hand,
but maybe there's something I've missed,
a brandnew love,
that's why you look so pissed.
Did I drive you mad in my mad? Am I
wearing that old tha wrong hat,
tell me what to do,
should I paint the grey sky
blue, the grey sky blue?
I wish I could look into your head,
and read your thoughts,
they'rebut so instead, they're but so instead. instead
Here we go on and on again,
the same old game,
whenwhere you're the king,
and I'm your puppet on a string,
I'm your puppet on a string,
I'm your puppet on a string.
Ouhou..
Should I leave or stay,
should I kiss your blues away,
tell me what to do,
I do anything for you,
doyes anything, 'cause I'm your.
Just like your puppet on a string,
you've cupet me,you're keepin me
just hanging on,
now hear my song,
I'm just like a puppet on a string,
oh can't you see,
you're killin' me.
Ouhou... well I've had the
thought to leave... Ouhou..
I'm just like your puppet on a string,
for in this game,
you always win,
andI'm your puppet on a string, I'm
your puppet on a string.