Lyrics
Face the facts, you're just a product of your past.
Your emotional ghosts, make the pain last.
They're pulling at your strings, make you feel all kinds of things
You just can't detach, the strings are so attached
What to do, what to do, what to do with this pain
You think it's all over then it comes back again
What to do, what to do, what to do with this hurt
Do what works, do what works, do what works
Do what works, do what works
It was all so crazy many years ago
Just like déjà vu, those strings got hold of you
And your heart becomes crippled like it did so long before
You're down on your knees, trying to get off the floor
Chorus
You're clawing at connections that have been there for so long
You're a twitching little marionette who suspects that something's wrong
Want to reach for the scissors, maybe free yourself at last
But you stop just in time, cause that means letting go of the past.
What to do, what to do, what to do with this pain
You think it's all over then it comes back again
What to do, what to do, what to do with this hurt
Do what works, do what works, do what works
Do what works, do what works
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