LYRICS
作词 : edward kaspel/Phil Knight
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.
after all*3
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...)