Tied and Twirled

Don't flail your hands against my face crying for help We both know I'd only fail Just saying this story is named after me would be another white lie in a dance moon-pale Cut the string if I'm a threat to your world that hangs from your hands My freedom tied and twirled to your heart My home Come save the damsel in distress! Is this really what you made me for? Be the king Be the knight But you'll always be without a spine Bet you can't kiss me 'till you paint your face on mine A puppet is what I am after all Your favorite toy A real folded boy Kill me if I'm a threat to your world I won't take long I've got no place to hide For your heart's my home Bet you can't kiss me 'till you paint your face on mine Cut the string if I'm a threat to your world that hangs from your hands My freedom tied and twirled to your heart My home I've got no place to hide