Man On A String

Nothin' but a cold floor under my feet
Outside, the wind turns to sleet
Nothin' but a ghost knockin' on my door
All because you don’t send me love anymore
Send me no more love
It only stand to make me sick
Send me love no more
Well I’d only get back in what I got out
Way too quick
Well I know a man who would like to talk a good game
Words sweet as syrup pour outta him like rain
And one fateless night, fooling around downtown
When that girl came in you could hear the sap
Hit the ground
And I know a girl
With a man on a string
She loves to see how much he can take
With a come on
And a little heartache
She swore she didn’t need any more
Than all she could take
And nothin' but a cold floor under my feet
Outside the wind blows bitterly
And nothin' but a ghost knocking on my door
All because you don’t send me love no more
Yeah I know a man
With a girl on a string
Likes to see how much she can take
With a come on
And a little heartbreak
But she swore she didn’t need any more
Than all she could take