Pulling The Strings

We're falling downward together, buried within Hold out your shame now forever, wearing you thin Making a profit off answers with nothing to sell Aching for ways to forget it, to live with yourself You wrap me up in words to contain It wears me down you're pulling the strings Stuck with a broken heart in the street I know that I can't, I can't change this (change this) You can't change Between the fragrances, the make-up, and the way that you speak You had me choking up the words that we both never should speak Stuck with a broken heart left out to die in the street You had a palace took for granted I had standards to meet