You offered me a cigarette
I pirouette with sihlouettes of statuettes
We're ice behind a window

Would you be my widow?
Would you even be my wife?
Life's not long enough for questions
Of sessions over cakes and coffees.

Therapy, I've had enough of
I want to change things overnight
Because I've been alone too long
Too long, too long...

And you say you understand me
When I hardly know myself
So much talk so many theories
It's really such a bore for me
The story stays the same
It goes on and on...

What gives you the right to analyze?
You paralyze me with your probing
In the end I just agree
Maybe we're just puppets after all
Love puppets. (not glove puppets!)
Hearts of gold, souls on string
My soul's on a string

Love Puppets! My heart's a shiny gold.

Why the tricks?
Why the teasers?
Can't I even please you for an hour?
Won't you simply listen?
I've got a lot to say about us
And plans and things that we could do...

(I need you NOW don't leave me...)

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