I played along with your games
While you dragged me down that beaten path
Of monsters and lies
Camouflaging my eye

I was aware of your ways
Of all of your strays
Your smoke and your haze
Thought you had me in a daze

Come to play puppeteer
Pinocheo's here
But I knew all along
Everything was wrong

And yet here I stay
Never to stray
As we keep our love on life support
Is it really love? Or just a last resort.