Marilyn Manson - They Said That Hell's Not Hot

I kill myself in small amounts

In each relationship, it's not about love

Just another funeral

And just another girl left in tears

And I'm waiting

With the sound turned off, I'm waiting

Like a glass balloon, I'm fading

Into the void and then I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone

They said that Hell's not hot

They said that Hell's not hot

I gave my soul to someone else

She must have known that it was already sold

But it was never about her

It was about the hurt

So, I'm waiting

With the sound turned off, I'm waiting

Like a glass balloon, I'm fading

Into the void and then I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone

I kill myself in small amounts

In each relationship, it's not about love

Just another funeral

And just another girl left in tears

Waiting

With the sound turned off, I'm waiting

Like a glass balloon, I'm fading

Into the void and then I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone

I'm waiting

Waiting

I'm fading

I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone

They said that Hell's not hot

They said that Hell's not hot

They said that Hell's not hot

They said that Hell's not hot

Marilyn Manson - Eat Me, Drink Me

In the wasteland
On the way to the Red Queen...
It's no wonder our stage clothes
Have dreams to be famous.
The trees in the courtyard
Are painted in blood,
So I've heard.
She hangs the headless
Upside down to drain.

Eat me, drink me
Eat me, drink me
This is only a game,
This is only a game

I was invited to
A beheading today.
I thought I was a butterfly
Next to your flame.
A rush of panic and
The lock has been raped.
This is only a game,
This is only a game...

But then our star rushes in,
Feeling like a child and looking
Like a woman...
She has been forecast with an
Attempt to kill herself,
But the ending didn't test well.

I was invited to
A beheading today.
I thought I was a butterfly
Next to your flame.
A rush of panic and
The lock has been raped.
This is only a game,
This is only a game...

Eat me, drink me
Eat me, drink me
This is only a game,
This is only a game.

But then our star rushes in,
Feeling like a child and looking
Like a woman...
She has been forecast with an
Attempt to kill herself,
But the ending didn't test well.

So picking my skin
And my scales.
I see my horror
mirrored in your
Sundown of your
Blank stare.
I see my horror
mirrored in your
Sundown of your
Blank stare.

Eat me, drink me
Eat me, drink me
This is only a game,
This is only a game.

Marilyn Manson - Evidence

You have eyes that
Lead me on
And a body that
Shows me death
Your lips look like they were made
For something else but
They just suck my breath

I want your pain
To taste why you're ashamed
And I know you're not just what you say to me
And I'm not the only moment you're made of

You're so sudden and sweet
All legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off
Your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe
And we'll paint
Over the evidence

I want you wanting me
I want what I see in your eyes
So give me something to be scared of
Don't give me something to satisfy

You're so sudden and sweet
All legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off
Your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe
And we'll paint
Over the evidence

I want your pain
To taste why you're ashamed
And I know you're not just what you say to me
And I'm not the only moment you're made of

You're so sudden and sweet
All legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off
Your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe
And we'll paint
Over the evidence

Marilyn Manson - Putting Holes In Happiness

The sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it.
I could have buried all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft
I was in the deep end of her skin.
Then it seemed like a one car car wreck
But I knew it was a horrid tragedy.
Ways to make the tiny satisfaction disappear.

Blow out the candles
On all my Frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentine's and
We cry
You're like a bidet.
I should have picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you.

Putting holes in happiness.
We'll paint the future black
If it needs a color.
My death sentence is now a story
Who'll be digging when you finally let me die?
The romance of our assassination
If you're Bonnie I'll be your Clyde.
But the grass is greener here and
I can see all of your snakes.
You wear your ruins well
Please run away with me to hell.

Blow out the candles
On all my Frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentine's and
We cry
You're like a bidet.
I should have picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you.