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Ha ha ha

Four

Marionett has your number

Its pulling your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own

Draggin' your conscience on the stage

And your heart gets rearranged

You cannot tell your mentor from your maker

Look at the crowd bleeding with laughter

Over the way you entertain at beck and call

They don't see behind the lights

Or the painted background

They just like to see you fall

And you don't really mind

And you're just wasting time

And you don't feel anything

You're a boy on a string

Feel a sadness like Gapetto

Watchin' the life that he created run away

Seein' the puppeteer's intrusion

And holdin' over remains

(Of puppets that had rotted away)

(One)

Day the curtain will not open

(Will not open)

And all of the crowds will go away

(Crowds will go away)

Sometimes those strings will choke you but until that day

Well you won't really mind

And you're just wasting time

You don't feel anything

You're a boy on a string

It's the boy it's the boy it's the boy it's the boy

It's the boy it's the boy it's the boy it's the boy

It's the boy it's the boy it's the boy it's the boy

It's the boy it's the boy it's the boy it's the boy

It's the boy it's the boy it's the boy it's the boy

And you don't really mind

And you're just wasting time

And you don't feel anything

You're a boy on a string

And you don't really mind

And you're just wasting time

You don't feel anything

You're a boy on a string

Just a boy on a string