Marilyn Manson Follow

We were neurophobic

and perfect

the day that we lost our souls

maybe we weren't so human but

If we cry we will rust

And I was a hand grenade

That never stopped exploding

You were automatic and

as hollow as the "o" in god

I am never gonna be the one for you

I am never gonna save the world from you

But they'll never be good to you

Or bad to you

They'll never be anything

Anything at all

You were my mechanical bride

You were phenobarbidoll

A manniqueen of depression

With the face of a dead star

And I was a hand grenade

That never stopped exploding

You were automatic

and as hollow as the "o" in god

I am never gonna be the one for you

I am never gonna save the world from you

But they'll never be good to you

Or bad to you

They'll never be anything

Anything at all

This isn't me I'm not mechanical

I'm just a boy

playing the suicide king