Marionette (made with ai)

Lyrics:
She’s dressed in lace and painted bright,
A porcelain face beneath the light.
Her strings are pulled with care and grace,
A dance that hides what time erased.
He holds the strings, a guiding hand,
Together, they glide across the land.
Each movement slow, each step rehearsed,
A perfect show, for better or worse.
In the quiet moments, she feels the weight,
Of every pose they recreate.
But the crowd applauds, and they can’t see,
The dance is all they’ve come to be.
Pretend, pretend, we play our parts,
With wooden smiles and hollow hearts.
The curtain’s drawn, the stage is set,
We move in time, we can’t forget.
Pretend, pretend, we’re flawless here,
The cracks beneath won’t disappear.
But as long as we keep playing along,
The show goes on, the show goes on.
His voice, it whispers soft and sweet,
A practiced line, a measured beat.
She twirls and bows, her painted grin,
A dance they’ve spun since who knows when.
The lights are dim, the floor is worn,
But still, they dance, though both are torn.
The strings grow tight, but they don’t break,
A marionette can’t bend or shake.
In the quiet shadows, she feels the strain,
Of playing pretend in endless refrain.
But the world’s a stage, and they must go on,
Even when the magic’s gone.
Pretend, pretend, we play our parts,
With wooden smiles and hollow hearts.
The curtain’s drawn, the stage is set,
We move in time, we can’t forget.
Pretend, pretend, we’re flawless here,
The cracks beneath won’t disappear.
But as long as we keep playing along,
The show goes on, the show goes on.