You Attach To Their Heartstrings
While They Dance To The Beat
Being An Expert Of Seduction
Sweeping Them Off Their Feet

Mind Games So Skillfully Played
So Clever At Putting On An Act
Good At Hiding Behind A Mask
Yet Afraid Of Facing The Fact
Leaving The Trails Of Destruction
That You Never Return To Mend
You Played Upon Heartstrings
Yet Called Yourself A Friend
Confrontation You So Aptly Avoid
Leaving Broken Hearts To Dwell
Greatest Pretender Of Them All
You Played Your Part So Well
Lonely Hearted You Preyed Upon
With So Many Well Crafted Lies
Behind Masks Of A Puppeteer
You’re A Master Of Disguise