My history was more like a war
A war not like an ordinary war  
This wasn’t a kind of war
That took place in a different country
This was a war inside the home  
This wasn’t a kind of war
Where you used guns, and tanks
This was a war of the mind  
A war where you used words
Words as your weapons
Greed as your alibi
This was the kind of war
The kind of war that made you wish
Wish you were fighting in some
Remote country
With 115 degree weather
With mosquitoes the size of small birds
Feeding on your blood
No this is no ordinary war
It is a war inside the home
A war of the mind

There is something deep inside of you
that no one else can see
it is something that is burried deep
so not even you can look and see

There is something burried so deep
inside of you something scary
something if anyone saw they would run
run away and never look back  
this is the reason why
you keep your secret hidden away

There is something burried deep
inside of you that you have never
let anyone see
but yet no one has every tried
to open this hidden box burried so deep

There is something hidden
so very very deep inside of you
it makes me want to see
it makes me want to see
the light of your misery
it draws me near and ever so excites
the curiosity dwelling inside of me

There is something deep inside of you
that will come out someday

There is something deep inside of you
that shall never frighten me away
so open up that box inside
share the secrets within

i want to be so angry right now; i want to yell, i want to scream
i want to feel pain, anything would be better
than this feeling i have right now
my body is shaking, my mind is quaking, my heart is breaking
i have never felt this way inside, for i have never really cared
i walked the tightrope, and you cut the string
i had fallen in love, i was head over heals
i was over the fact i was acting like a love stricken fool
i didn't care what they said, i didn't care what they thought
you did though, you cared a lot
their words stole you away, their judgment was too much
you walked away, and didn't look back
you held your head high, you didn't even say goodbye
i want to be angry, but yet all i can do is cry

my heart tears, it is ripped out of me, as if it was nothing
your wicked mind, your impish smile, your evil eyes
i am the puppet, and you are the puppeteer to your sick games
your words swirl around my head, intoxicating me
until i am my own no more, i am yours to control
every time you let go i run with fear, and disgust
i tell myself i will never return to this life
yet i always come back, i have no idea what to do with out you
you are my puppeteer, and i am your puppet
i let you play your sick games with me
your lies enchant me, making me helpless to your wrath
making me beg for you every time we touch
you are my drug, i am addicted to you
your kiss gets me high, your touch makes me fly
yet when your gone i get thrown back into reality
i sit here yearning for you, pining for you to return to me
i have no idea what to do without you
for i am your puppet, and  you are my puppeteer