Puppet
Some girls are soft as a flower
Some girls are like sweet tea
But this girl is more like a vampire
And sucked the blood from me
It took a long time to notice
The fangs in this one's mouth
And I should have seen it coming
When she lied 'bout being from the south
That girl's own daddy thinks she's a puppet
He told me once or twice
And she sold her soul to the devil
But the devil don't play nice
Now the puppet thinks she's a rock star
Lip singing my words all night
Now there's nothing rock star about that
But that sums her up just right
Whеre I'm from we call that a phony
A body without a soul
I guess it takеs one ghost to know one
And that's what is so laughable
Ah, she was just a girl
She was just a girl
Ah, I thought she was a woman
But she was just a girl
She was just a girl
This town is full of hopeless people
Just starving for the fame
And fake friends who become yes men
Climb ladders like it's a game
Well, this girl's got herself a posse
Of some pretty little city bros
Who think they're tough and come take my stuff
But make sure that I'm not home
She can keep all of my possessions
She stole from our old home
She can keep my cat and keep, too
And keep guessing why she's alone
But she'd be wise to avoid Detroit
And Texas too, at that
'Cause some friends of mine ain't happy
And they all can smell a rat
Ah, she was just a girl
She was just a girl
Ah, I thought she was a woman
But she was just a girl
She was just a girl
I thought she was an angel
I thought she had a soul
But she was just a devil
That spun out of control
I thought she had a backbone
I thought she was the world
I thought she was a woman
But she was just a girl
I thought she was an angel
I thought she had a soul
But she was just a devil
That spun out of control
I thought she had a backbone
I thought she was the world
I thought she was a woman
But she was just a girl
She was just a girl
She was just a girl
Some girls are like sweet tea
But this girl is more like a vampire
And sucked the blood from me
It took a long time to notice
The fangs in this one's mouth
And I should have seen it coming
When she lied 'bout being from the south
That girl's own daddy thinks she's a puppet
He told me once or twice
And she sold her soul to the devil
But the devil don't play nice
Now the puppet thinks she's a rock star
Lip singing my words all night
Now there's nothing rock star about that
But that sums her up just right
Whеre I'm from we call that a phony
A body without a soul
I guess it takеs one ghost to know one
And that's what is so laughable
Ah, she was just a girl
She was just a girl
Ah, I thought she was a woman
But she was just a girl
She was just a girl
This town is full of hopeless people
Just starving for the fame
And fake friends who become yes men
Climb ladders like it's a game
Well, this girl's got herself a posse
Of some pretty little city bros
Who think they're tough and come take my stuff
But make sure that I'm not home
She can keep all of my possessions
She stole from our old home
She can keep my cat and keep, too
And keep guessing why she's alone
But she'd be wise to avoid Detroit
And Texas too, at that
'Cause some friends of mine ain't happy
And they all can smell a rat
Ah, she was just a girl
She was just a girl
Ah, I thought she was a woman
But she was just a girl
She was just a girl
I thought she was an angel
I thought she had a soul
But she was just a devil
That spun out of control
I thought she had a backbone
I thought she was the world
I thought she was a woman
But she was just a girl
I thought she was an angel
I thought she had a soul
But she was just a devil
That spun out of control
I thought she had a backbone
I thought she was the world
I thought she was a woman
But she was just a girl
She was just a girl
She was just a girl
Credits
Writer(s): Corey Mixter
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