i am so sorry, but no longer can i please you
you can no longer be my puppeteer,
cause my strings might sting you
because my problems are too big...
and your heart is too big too
no longer can i be that princess
with a smile to return to you
you may be used to controlling my life
with every sweet smile and remark
but no longer can i be that loving thought
my sadness burning holes in your big heart
my burden putting a frown on your perfect face
my tears washing all of your happiness away...
so, i am so sorry but no longer can i please you
you can no longer be my puppeteer,
because these hurt strings will sting you...
you are so sweet
and all i know now is bitter
i'd love to be her,
but i'm no longer
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