This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
Said he was in danger
Lost hope with twisted angles
Had a face like yours and mine
But a heart that skipped in time
Said he was too common
If only we could sell him
It makes for happy hearts
It makes for corporate whores
Are you divine?
Have you ever been?
Maybe you can stop me
Before I do something to myself
Or maybe you could
Put my head into your chest
And my arms around your back
I am not beautiful like you
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way you trend
Tolerance, tolerance, tolerance, tolerance
Die alone
Your just a waste of time
Your such a waste of skin
Your just a puppet on a string
Now let me hear you sing
Failed a secret agent
The one who makes you famous
But she'll take you down with force
A patriot of course
He's got a sense of style
A sense for our revival
But he wonders which is worse
The contract or the curse
Well I'm divided
In every segment
One for god and man to fight for
One for you and me to die for
One for land
Take my hand cause your divine
Put my head into your chest
And my hands around your neck
I am not beautiful like you
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way you trend
Tolerance tolerance tolerance tolerance
Die alone
Your just a waste of time
Your such a waste of skin
Your just a puppet on a string
Now let me watch you swing
Are you happy now?
Take my hand
Take my hand
Cause your divine
Your divine, your divine, your divine
I am not beautiful like you
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way you trend
Tolerance tolerance tolerance tolerance
Die alone
Your just a waste of time
Your such a waste of skin
Your just a puppet on a string
Now let me watch you! SWING!
Tip toe
Tip
Lost hope with twisted angles
Had a face like yours and mine
But a heart that skipped in time
Said he was too common
If only we could sell him
It makes for happy hearts
It makes for corporate whores
Are you divine?
Have you ever been?
Maybe you can stop me
Before I do something to myself
Or maybe you could
Put my head into your chest
And my arms around your back
I am not beautiful like you
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way you trend
Tolerance, tolerance, tolerance, tolerance
Die alone
Your just a waste of time
Your such a waste of skin
Your just a puppet on a string
Now let me hear you sing
Failed a secret agent
The one who makes you famous
But she'll take you down with force
A patriot of course
He's got a sense of style
A sense for our revival
But he wonders which is worse
The contract or the curse
Well I'm divided
In every segment
One for god and man to fight for
One for you and me to die for
One for land
Take my hand cause your divine
Put my head into your chest
And my hands around your neck
I am not beautiful like you
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way you trend
Tolerance tolerance tolerance tolerance
Die alone
Your just a waste of time
Your such a waste of skin
Your just a puppet on a string
Now let me watch you swing
Are you happy now?
Take my hand
Take my hand
Cause your divine
Your divine, your divine, your divine
I am not beautiful like you
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way you trend
Tolerance tolerance tolerance tolerance
Die alone
Your just a waste of time
Your such a waste of skin
Your just a puppet on a string
Now let me watch you! SWING!
Tip toe
Tip
Lyrics submitted by BMH Fanatic
Puppet on a String Lyrics as written by James Murray Lee Bailey
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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