& this is for you, you must know it`s for you, what else can I think about?
I knocked on your door until my fingers were sore, although I`d guessed you were out
& what do I need? is it hunger or greed that has brought me here?
& what will I find? aren`t we two of a kind?
Oh I take back everything, I didn`t mean a thing
& when you pull the strings I don`t think you feel a thing
Don`t forget what I say, we can be back in one day, we can borrow your mother`s car
Don`t sing me that song, I`ve been here for too long
Oh you couldn`t have looked that far, did you look very far?
I seem to recall you said nothing at all the day that this letter came
It must have been sent by the friend of a friend, oh now I forget his name, I`m really not to
blame!
& when you pull the strings i don`t think you feel a thing
Oh do you feel a thing?
& when you pull the strings i don`t think you feel a thing