Leave him with me
what do you want him to be ?
do you want him to know hes a puppet ?
i can hide all the strings i can hide all the screens
but hell never know what love is
if we give him a head were as good as dead
the spot for his heart we put nothing
johnnys got him a gun and hes hunting

its out of my hands and its shaking
am i still a man on this stage thing

i had freedom of choice and i had a voice
it was almost as if i was a real boy
i liked fighting for life at least then i had a life
and although i felt pain i felt something
i just wanna be free like when we rode in your v
and the music would play and you would dance for me
the hand up above i didnt notice there was
i didnt know that there was one back then
its pulling the strings it wants me to sing
it wants me to be something im not
johnnys got him a gun
its out of my hands
it wasnt my plan for them to get shot

its out of my hands and its shaking
am i still a man on this stage thing

bite the bullet take it head on
if its hard its supposed to be hard its called life put your foot on its neck son
fight the causeways and the undertow
and if she moves like water moves and swallows you whole i want you to know its out of my hands

its out of my hands and its shaking
am i still a man on this stage thing