Broken down but I'm still feeling
Can't stop this love can't stop this bleeding
When all of love has turned to hate
Who am I to debate

Torn in two I remain as one
But pull the strings and I'll sure be done
This broken heart
It's still beating
A warped lullaby that it's still healing

You torment me withought speaking
With unheard words that you're not thinking

And why I cry, why I cry
When it is I,
I who pulls the strings

The carriage, it still rides
down hills of pain and sorrow
And at the corner of each eye
Are the mounds of snow we borrow
Tommorow brings new worries
With burdens we all carry

But who am I to debate
When I pull the strings of fate

And in death we do soon realize
The mistakes that we all make