Love is just like a merry-go-round with all the fun of a fair
One day I'm feeling down on the ground then I'm up in the air

 

 are you leading me on? tomorrow will you be gone?

I may win on the roundabout, then I'll lose on the swings

 In or out, there is never a doubt just who's pulling the strings

I'm all tied up in you but where's it leading me to?

I wonder if one day that, you'll say that you care
If you say you love me madly, I'll gladly be there

Like a puppet on a string