Expecting me

To polish

Imaginary

Trophies

Sitting

On

The shelf

Of your

Heart

You stand

In

The shadow

Of your

Guilt

Love puppet with no strings

That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings

She's just tired of being ugly

She just wants pretty things

The house

Of cards

Took time

But

We stacked

Them high

With more doors

Heading out

Than

Coming in

Stampede

We crushed

The foundation

We

Once built

Love puppet with no strings

That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings

She's just tired of being ugly

She just wants pretty things

Isn't

It hard

To talk

With

Your tongue

Tied

All the times

You've sworn

You

Haven't lied

One thing

Leads

To another

At one time

I

Would have

No other

Have

No other

Please

Give me

Another

Love puppet with no strings

That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings

She's just tired of being ugly

She just wants pretty things