Puppet Strings

A little song

You used to hold my puppet strings

Until you got a call

Then you packed up your things

And simply left it all

You loosened your grip

And left me limp

Inside that hardwood chest

Tied in knots

Left to rot

In the attic left to rest

You used to make me dance and smile

once upon a time

Oh, but its been awhile

Since you threw me that line

But you fell apart

Wanted a new start

In Chicago then

Won't you drop your things

And pick up my strings

And play with me again

You used to make me dance and smile

Once upon a time

Oh, but its been awhile

Since you threw me that line