Marilyn Manson - Shes Not My Girlfriend

Shes Not My Girlfriend

Her heart is in my hand
It shivers like a toad
She tries to understand the
Tiny lump thats down inside her throat
It goes
Suck suck
Suck suck
Suck suck
Her head is in my lap
It twists and coughs and sings
Her hair is in my grasp
It hangs and swings like swollen strings
It goes
Suck suck
Suck suck
Suck suck
Her face is inside out
An open book report
I read what shes about
And shes filled with words that hurt
It goes
Suck suck
Suck suck
Suck suck
Sometimes I want her in
Sometimes I want her out
My perception of sin
Is filled with pain and fear and doubt
She she she she, she isnt my girlfriend
No no, Imnot who you think I am
She she, she isnt my girlfriend
No no, Imnot who you think I am
Her clothes are on the ground
A crumpled rainbow mass
Shes scattered all around
And shes scattered now like broken glass
It goes
Suck suck
Suck suck
Suck suck
Sometimes I want her in
Sometimes I want her out
My perception of sin
Is filled with pain and fear and doubt
She she she she, she isnt my girlfriend
No no, Imnot who you think I am
She she, she isnt my girlfriend
No no, Imnot who you think I am
She she, she isnt my girlfriend