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