PUPPETS -


And I say now why donít you kick off your shoes, you can stay here a while,
Time somebody showed me better to erase my states of denial,
When it comes in feast or famine, hungrier than I put on,
When Iím up this street, Iím up this creek,
Without a paddle Iím drifting, drifting, drifting, gone ...

And I say now why donít you let your hair down,
Show me your shine tonight,
Obligations might place me elsewhere but you make me put up this fight,
When youíre bringing out a better side, one thatís not so green,
If envy would have its way with me,
But would envy paint me, paint me, paint this scene ...

Look what you made me now, look what you made me now,
Look what you made me do ...
Call it circumstance, call it coincidence just maybe somehow I always knew,
Trying to make sense from all this crossing my mind leaves me,
Standing here on the wrong side of lines,
Insides and out, all these questions and doubt,
Iíve been wrong so long I want to be right ...

Iím down with defenses, Iím trusting my senses,
Can you break me of my strings, can you break me of my strings?
Weíre creatures of habit, and I swear weíd have it,
If you break me of my strings, can you break me of my strings?
Buried intentions and wrong sides of fences,
Can you break me of my strings, can you break me of my strings?
Going to start me a fire, burn it down, build it higher,
If you break me of my strings, can you break me of my strings?

Can you break me?