You rehearse the same monotonous lines,
Adding emotion. Making your victim believe,
In this short pantomime you've set up.
Convincing her of your character.
Now, let her slip into belief.
She is no more then your puppet.
Watch her dance around you, gaily,
Until the time comes to cut the strings.
She'll beg you not to. She'll scream and
Cry against such torture.
And you'll paint that cruel smile onto your lips,
And repeat the same monotonous lines
With quite a different meaning.
You'll take her life, and leave her to the dogs.
And you'll prepare for the next show,
Rehearsing those same monotonous lines.