Intro: Gm A# F x4 Verse: Gm A# F The marionette has your number Gm A# F It pullin your arms and legs till you canʼt stand on your own Gm A# F Dragging your conscience on the stage and you heart gets rearranged Gm A# F And you cannot tell your mentor from your maker Gm A# F Look at the crowds bleeding with laughter Gm A# F Over the way you entertain at beckon call Gm A# F They donʼt see behind the lights or the painted background Gm A# F They just like to see you fall Chorus: A# Gm A# F But you donʼt really mind A# Gm A# F Cause youʼre just wasting time A# Gm A# F You canʼt feel anything A# Gm A# F Just a boy on a string Verse: Gm A# F I feel a sadness like Gapetto Gm A# F Watching the life that he created run away, Gm A# F Seeing the puppeteerʼs intrusion and holding the remains Gm A# F Of puppets that had rotted away Gm A# F One day the curtain will not open Gm A# F And all of the crowds will go away Gm A# F Someday those strings will choke you Gm A# F But until that day Chorus.
