Marilyn Manson

Dear God do ya wanna tear knuckles down and hold yourself

Dear God can you climb off that tree you made into the shape of a T

Dear God the paper says you were the king in the black limousine

Dear John and all the King's men can put your head together again



Before the bullets

Before the flies

Before authorities take out my eyes

The only smiling are you dolls that I made

But you are plastic, so are your brains



Dear God the sky is as blue, as a gunshot wound

Dear God if you were alive, you know we'd kill you



Before the bullets

Before the flies

Before authorities take out my eyes

The only smiling are you dolls that I made

But you are plastic, so are your brains