no passion

I never feel
I can never feel
Oh-oh I, was cut openAnd now I can feel never

Betraying no emotion underneath your aviators
And your flight attendant uniform, perfectly tailored
For your ninety-one-degree angle shoulders
Fucking goddamn, how I love your shoulders

She looks like a Barbie, that′s fucking creepy
Leslie Nielsen is dead, and I don't care
I don′t have time for pride, I only like people
Who hate the things that brought us together

I-I never feel
I can never feel, oh I
I was cut open
And now I, can never feel

I want a man who would hate me for what I am
I want a man who would leave me if I told him my
Deepest and darkest secrets, like I would leave him
In a situation where our positions were reversed

In my wildest sexual dreams I dream (oouh)
That I'm watching porn, but there's too much sunlight (oouh)
Shining on my laptop monitor, so I (oouh)
Can′t see anything with any amount of clarity (oouh)

I-I never feel (oouh)
I-I can never feel, oh I (oouh)
Was cut open (oouh)
And now I, can never feel (oouh)