Marionette.

You're like a marionette.
Strings are tied to your hands and feet.
You have a smile painted on your face.
You're so good at pretending everything's fine.
You're so good at performing a show.
Well, your show is ending.
Take a bow.

You're like a marionette,
And your plastic is melting.
You can't hide behind that painted smile anymore.
Step back.
I'm so close to wrapping your strings around your neck.