Found myself being a contortionist again.

Bending and breaking my back, to appease your instruction.

Sometimes I feel like a marionette puppet,

My hands are tied by strings and I can't control them.

1-2 1-2 1-2 can you hear me?

But no one looks up from their seats,

So I, I grab a pen and my porcelain mask and I start drawing.

Who you wanna see tonight?

This ain't no fun house.

You just bought a ticket to:

My insane asylum.

Well, what did you expect?

You pull at the strings,

Well of course they'll snap (snap, snap).

I look to my hands I follow the strings and

Where's the puppet master at?

Can you understand my bewilderment,

When I look up ahead and see nothing.

Oh no, where's my straitjacket?

I think I've lost it again.

Who's gonna hold me tonight and,

I'm scared if you looked in my head (looked in my head)

All you'd see is a monkey with cymbals in his hands,

And he's going 'clap clap clap.'

1-2 1-2 1-2 can you hear me?

But no one looks up from their phone,

So I, I grab a pen and my porcelain mask and I start drawing.

Who you wanna see tonight?

This ain't no fun house (this ain't no fun house).

You just bought a ticket to:

My insane asylum.

What did you expect? (well, what did you expect?)

You pull at the strings,

Well of course they'll snap (snap, snap).

I look to my hands, I follow the strings and

Where's the puppet master at?

Can you understand my bewilderment,

When I look up ahead and see nothing, but my own reflection.