We were neurophobic
And perfect
The day that we lost our souls
Maybe we weren´t so human
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

Chorus:
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

(chorus)

This isn´t me I´m not mechanical
I´m just a boy
Playing the suicide king