you say I'm mister right
but I'm mister one night
then I really got to go
you say I'm a lover
but baby I'm a fighter
and I don't want my wounds to show
well I can't be who you want me to be
and it's driving me out of control
but I can't can't break free
beacause I'm a slave to thee
so I'm traveling the underground railroad
well I'm not your little puppet
and your not my puppeteer
I'm not some realization of your imagination
this has got to end right here...
you say I'm prince charming
and my looks are disarming
and you wouldn't change a thing
you said you'd love me
unconditionally
but there's conditions on everything
well I can't stand your double standards
your passive aggression,
how you sweetly slander
my good name... drives me insane
you had my heart but it was all in vain
well I'm not your little puppet
and your not my puppeteer
I'm not some realization of your imagination
this has got to end right here...
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 11:29 AM UTC
you say I'm mister right
but I'm mister one night
then I really got to go
you say I'm a lover
but baby I'm a fighter
and I don't want my wounds to show
well I can't be who you want me to be
and it's driving me out of control
but I can't can't break free
beacause I'm a slave to thee
so I'm traveling the underground railroad
well I'm not your little puppet
and your not my puppeteer
I'm not some realization of your imagination
this has got to end right here...
you say I'm prince charming
and my looks are disarming
and you wouldn't change a thing
you said you'd love me
unconditionally
but there's conditions on everything
well I can't stand your double standards
your passive aggression,
how you sweetly slander
my good name... drives me insane
you had my heart but it was all in vain
well I'm not your little puppet
and your not my puppeteer
I'm not some realization of your imagination
this has got to end right here...
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