Puppeteer, quick,
Pull my cheeks up
‘Yes, I\'m happy for you,
I\'m so happy for you’
A crack forms where the string is attached
In the middle of my back
It creeps outward like a heart’s veins
The man I love with someone else
The man I love with someone else
The man I love with someone else
Quick, pull my cheeks up
‘Yes, I’m happy for you’
The cracks spread down my backside,
the wood creeks softly toward my heel
I hear a tiny clink on the linoleum floor
Hurry, Puppeteer, get me out of here
This, I’ll never tell