She's Not my Girlfriend
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Her heart is in my hand
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It shivers like a toad
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She tries to understand the
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Tiny lump that's down inside her throat
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It goes
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Suck suck
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Suck suck
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Suck suck
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Her head is in my lap
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It twists and coughs and sings
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Her hair is in my grasp
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It hangs and swings like swollen strings
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It goes
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Suck suck
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Suck suck
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Suck suck
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Her face is inside out
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An open book report
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I read what she's about
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And she's filled with words that hurt
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It goes
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Suck suck
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Suck suck
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Suck suck
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Sometimes I want her in
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Sometimes I want her out
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My perception of sin
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Is filled with pain and fear and doubt
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She she she she, she isn't my girlfriend
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No no, I'm not who you think I am
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She she, she isn't my girlfriend
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No no, I'm not who you think I am
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Her clothes are on the ground
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A crumpled rainbow mass
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She's scattered all around
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And she's scattered now like broken glass
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It goes
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Suck suck
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Suck suck
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Suck suck
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Sometimes I want her in
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Sometimes I want her out
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My perception of sin
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Is filled with pain and fear and doubt
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She she she she, she isn't my girlfriend
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No no, I'm not who you think I am
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She she, she isn't my girlfriend
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No no, I'm not who you think I am
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She she, she isn't my girlfriend
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She's Not my Girlfriend
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| Marilyn Manson |
