I'm the Puppet. You're the Puppeteer.

I'm a train wreck of emotions
I can't step into the light
All these shadows have a tight grip on me
If you look, I'm a fright

Whatever you want to say
I've already heard a thousand times
Whatever you need to do
Don't you know they're all crimes?

I'm a puppet worked by strings
Always being pushed around
Just sick and tired of your needy ways
But I don't make a sound

Not once, but thrice you said to me
"I'll always love you, can't you see?"
I believed those words, not once, but thrice
But all you wanted was to use me

Now I lie here in a house of cards
Gambled and just given away
I can't look you in the eyes
Is there something to say, anyway?

I looked right through you
Thinking you were "the one"
But all you were was a joke
And now I die with the help of a gun