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My heart is on a string
Pull and you will
See its playing tug war with me
Always broken
And glued
Always being lead in so many directions
Waiting to be strung along
Why can't I get it right
I can't follow my heart
When its attached to your string
Pull me and then leave me be
But I'll grab the scissors
Cut myself free
You don't get my heart
Because I don't follow your string.