You pull the puppet string your toys dance and sing dreams of fantastic things turn pools of melted wings you lay your toys to rest and watch them decay silence the protest there's no more time to play
Oh how you miss their song the magic is gone years have made you headstrong and you've strangled tears for too long now all you've got to say is look to a brighter day as bridges burn behind you turning skies to grey you walk away
Teach well your brand of hate and don't contemplate enforce a docile state the key to heaven's gate so sure your way is best you won't let them stray silence the protest there's no more time to pray
Oh how you miss their song the magic is gone years have made you headstrong and you've strangled tears for too long now all you've got to say is look to a brighter day as bridges burn behind you turning skies to grey you walk away