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