Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chloe Charles
Songwriter
Lyrics
Pile of string
Tied to sticks
Tangled mind
Left after what I did
Gave me your soul
Thought you had mine
But I guess I was just biding my sweet time
Didn't know dear
I was your puppeteer
A mastermind of our demise
You begged
I bailed
Cut your tight strings loose
Let you free to find your way
You begged
I bailed
Set you free
Strings up
Then you jump
Swear it wasn't my plan
Wasn't my plan
Strings down
Then you bounce
Swear it wasn't my plan
Wasn't my plan
Strings cut
Then you fall
It wasn't your fault
Wasn't your fault
Set you free
We tried
To find
A middle ground where you were you and I was I
I let you fall
Time and time again until you fit my mould
You begged
I bailed
Cut your tight strings loose
Let you free to find your way
You begged
I bailed
Set you free
Strings up
Then you jump
Swear it wasn't my plan
Wasn't my plan
Strings down
Then you bounce
Swear it wasn't my plan
Wasn't my plan
strings cut
Then you fall
It wasn't your fault
Wasn't your fault
Set you free
Strings up
Then you jump
Swear it wasn't my plan
Wasn't my plan
Strings down
Then you bounce
Swear it wasn't my plan
Wasn't my plan
strings cut
Then you fall
It wasn't your fault
Wasn't your fault
Set you free
Strings up
Then you jump
Swear it wasn't my plan
Wasn't my plan
Strings down
Then you bounce
Swear it wasn't my plan
Wasn't my plan
strings cut
Then you fall
It wasn't your fault
Wasn't your fault
Set you free
Written by: Chloe Charles