vicki

**Verse 1:** A Beamer in the driveway, pompous full of aire, A wife at home on a menty b, but he’s neither here nor there. Kids and status symbols, and everything between, His life is a grand affair, but it’s not what it seems. There's a puppet master, loves to control, He bends the knee, it’s taken a toll. Integrity sold, just to play his part, This twisted friendship born out of need from broken hearts . **Pre-Chorus:** He flips like a switch, caught in a charade, Loyalty’s cheap, it’s getting cold in the shade. Craving the spotlight, it’s all just for show, But he never learned, you reap what you sow. **Chorus:** You’re not invited to my birthday party, Letting others steer your life, it's all so sorry. Fake and shallow, never truly deep, Strong bonds lost, the price you keep. **Verse 2:** Manipulative dances, treats women like toys, Attention-seeking games, playing with boys. Switching up allies, causing such a stir, In the end, it's a socionarcissistic blur. Back to the puppet master when things go south, His words are weapons, driven by his doubt. Craves validation, there’s no cure or amount, How his Loyalty shifts, bitch ass cries and pouts **Pre-Chorus:** He’s a puppet on strings, stop push play, Integrity’s lost, in the games he portrays. Other friends follow, in a shadow brigade, But we don’t care about those, we aren’t easily swayed. **Chorus:** **Verse 3:** Your brother’s gone silent, won’t take your call, Trust eroded, where’d they go? No one’s here at all. People see through you, see you’re poised for a fall, Hanging a generation away from ending it all. Infestation, desolation, no change of mode in sight, Devastation, complications, the creeping ages Blight , Conversations turn to echoes in the cold of the winter night, Condemnation the foundation, in the flight of windless kites. Unfaithful to all but your manipulative friend, Loyal to him, but to her you pretend. Talking to girls when you met your wife, Playing the field abroad, while your lies cut like knives **Hook:** Only regrets I have are the secrets you hold us too, as you fake your way I’m incensed by the dissent you’ve created by not standing up- please leave, don’t stay. **Pre-Chorus:** He’s a puppet on strings, stop push play, Integrity’s lost, in the games he portrays. Other friends follow, in a shadow brigade, Better him and not us, an abusive serenade. **Chorus:** **Bridge:** Pity for the puppet in the master’s hand, Life’s a circus, hard to understand. We watch the downfall, grains of sand, Laugh, then cry, but here we stand.