Of Songs and Insane Weeks

I've written a new song finally.
Someone hit Jade in a parking lot Tuesday, so now my door won't open properly.
Dad was so angry and sceamed at me for ages.
I'm going to move out and go to Nashville as soon as possible.
I'm saving up my money, so hopefully it won't be long.
Samantha said she'd love to go with me, so that's an idea.
Dustin would have to go if for no other reason than to keep the band together.

Casey (Jonathen's girlfriend) sent me a rude message on Facebook, but I'm done with her.
All I want is to be friends with Jonathen, not her, so I don't see the problem.
She said he wants nothing to do with me, but if that's the case, why did he talk to me last night?
Anyway, on to the song, for the man who...I'm not sure what we are--friends, or former friends..

The strings move up and down
You're pulled upward
As much as I hate to say it now
You're a coward

You told me to live my life
The way it was meant to be
The pain you're in cuts me like a knife
Now if only you could see

She's pulling the strings tighter, faster
Calling the shots
You're the puppet, she's the master
Taking away the little freedom you've got

She's got you in a cage 
Tangled up, bound in chains
Unable to breathe, unable to change
Unable to find shelter from the rain

I only wanted to be your friend
Someone you could turn to
She made sure we had a bitter end
The friendship we once had is through

You won't break free
But you gave me that same speech
You're left searching, trying to see
The freedom that lies just beyond your reach

She's pulling the strings tighter, faster
Calling the shots
You're the puppet, she's the master
Taking away the little freedom you've got

She's got you in a cage 
Tangled up, bound in chains
Unable to breathe, unable to change
Unable to find shelter from the rain

Be a man, baby
Don't let her have this control over you
Don't do it for anyone else, not even me
To your own heart you must be true

Stand up to her, honey
Don't play her stupid ganes
You can't live like this forever, baby
Your life will never be the same

She's pulling the strings tighter, faster
Calling the shots
You're the puppet, she's the master
Taking away the little freedom you've got

She's got you in a cage 
Tangled up, bound in chains
Unable to breathe, unable to change
Unable to find shelter from the rain