Trapped in here.
No one's near.
Tis a two man play, gotta be the best I can for my audience, and Puppeteer.
(Jarrod Woomer's riff.) Continue the same pattern. (Em , C) For the second part of the verse.
I wanna be perfect Well
Cut my strings, and glue on wings. You could turn me inside out. Carve my
heart and talk about my My naive dreams, You've seen the last of me.
I swear I'll never return again. This is the This is the end.
(Repeat intro:)
Footsteps slowly.
There's the window.
There's a world that's just on the other side,
and it's kind of frightening I find But it's better than here
I wanna be perfect Well
Cut my strings, and glue on wings. You could turn me inside out. Carve my
heart and talk about my My naive dreams, You've seen the last of me.
I swear I'll never return again. This is the This is the end.
One day this wooden heart will beat.
Someday I'll make it there
Cut my strings, and glue on wings. You could turn me inside out. Carve my
heart and talk about my My naive dreams, You've seen the last of me.
I swear I'll never return again. This is the This is the end.)