Pinocchio Tears

I have these strings attached to me, 
pull them to see me work. 
Pluck them like guitar strings, 
just to see me jerk. 
\Put your words inside my mouth, 
to make me act a fool. 
Make me sing and dance for your friends, 
for I truly am your tool. 
\Use me when you need me 
and when mad throw me aside. 
Paint me pretty when it suits you, 
only to burn me when you've lied. 
\I am your soulless puppet, 
in me I have no pride. 
You will never hear my pain, 
because for you I will not cry.