She Loves a Puppet

Don't know why

She thinks she loves him

Don't go cry

He's just a toy

She calls it only love

Her love it is not pure

She loves a puppet

She loves a puppet

And all that i can do is cry

Got no soul

Only a haircut

He's no man

Barely a boy

Why can't she understand

That i am her true love

She loves a puppet

She loves a puppet

He's made of flesh and blood

His footsteps make a heavy thud

His porch light's on

But no one's home

I'd love to make her mine

But i have to wonder why

She loves a puppet

She loves a puppet

And all that i can do is cry