Letra de Boy On a String

The marionetter has your number Pulling your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own Dragging your conscience on the stage And your heart gets rearranged You cannot tell your mentor from your maker Look at the crowds bleeding with laughter Over the way you entertain at beckon call They don't see behind the lights, or the painted backgrounds 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 I feel a sadness like gapetto Watching the life that he created run away Seeing the puppeteer's intrusion, And holding the remains of puppets that had rotted away One day the curtain will not open And all of the crowds will go away Someday those strings will choke you, but until that day (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 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 Just a boy on a string