Look away, look away, I can't bear
To be watching the love they are sharing
There are too many years I must stay
Every touch, every kiss is a knife in my heart
Oh child, look away

One never knows from beginnings at all
Just what will be the ends
Lost in the lives of my puppets
Never quite touched by friends
What I have made of my chances
Seemed logical in that hour
Choices will haunt forever
No one has all the power

Given a strange opportunity
I chose the road to hell
One who's been taken by fever
Acts without thinking too well
All of the strings I was pulling
And all of the cages closed
Left me alone in this wasteland
Hidden and so exposed

I will have all of eternity
To regret what I have done
Hours alone in this darkness
And days full of torture and sun
All of my memories dancing
All the repentance that sings
I am the puppetmaster
Always without the strings