Beat Down Puppeteer

You love that I beat you down with my words.
You love that I smile and you crack.
You love that I laugh and you shake.
You love that I speak and you stop breathing.
You love how easy it is to hate me.

I love when you fissure.
I love when you break.
I love how easy it was to love you.
I love how easy it is to stop.
You break, to say the least, just for me.

I get my own private show.
Well let’s call the ring master
Let’s print some tickets.
Let’s fill some seats
Because I’m tired of this one man show.
Manipulation, satisfaction, it all happens.
I’m just a grand puppeteer.

You think I care.
You think it hurts.
You want it bad.
Let’s watch you, lad.
Watch me play God
Watch me follow through.